Grim enters the graveyard quietly, glancing unhappily at the graves that surround him. Overhearing Kendra speak, he smiles sadly and moves to her. Laying a hand on the should of the priest, murmuring "Brother."
In a smooth Varisian accent, he offers her his kerchief. "Your father was a good man, one of the finest I ever met. I had the pleasure of his company when he traveled among the Varisians in the River Lands. You have my condolences for the loss of such a spirit as his."