Well, it is the obvious question. Rezo’s answer is brief:

“A wife, but she likewise passed away.” About eighty years ago, in fact. He fidgets with his fork as he answers; he so rarely talks about his family and most people seemed to assume that Rezo the Red Priest didn’t have one, that he was too devoted to his work for that.

And, well, they weren’t wrong.

“You have, of course, given me free reign to turn the question back on you,” he says. “Is there a lover waiting for you back home? Someone who helped you care for the young Vales?”