Daric raised an eyebrow when she said her love was unusual and that her lover was a she. He wiped her tears with his fingers, feeling the elf's soft skin before he leaned over to see the locket and blinked in disbelief when he saw who she was talking about. His eyes widened a little with shock and surprise when he found out that the girl his friend was so deeply in loved with was thinking of Ariadne. He opened his mouth to say something but swallowed it. It wasn't his place to say anything, and it would only complicated matters, or he didn't know what to say. "I knew her, she was a sweet girl" was all he managed to said, "her... husband gave me this sword to avenge her" he said, reaching to unsheath it and handed it to Ariadne to inspect "I won't tell him about this, you can have my word, not unless you want me to" he rubbed her back again, hoping to comfort her a little "I was going to use it to avenge my father but... I might be more fitting for you to be the one".<br/><br/>"Might I ask what this wild goose chase was?" he said reluctantly after waiting for her to give a comment on the sword and possible reaction to that he knew her.