[ He smiles a little at the question. Elise. What was there to say about her? So many things come to mind when he thinks about it. ] She was. She was kind, caring, gentle. She used to tease me a-all the time about my-my terrible poetry and she was very good at dancing. Like the leaves when they're carried by the wind? That's what she looked like.

[ He smiles sadly as he pauses to take a small shaky breath of air. ]

And she helped me...th-through so many things.