Fabrice frowns. He appreciates the sentiment, but he knows that said witch is anything but weak, just from the lasting impacts of his curse. "No, I haven't seen him since," he shakes his head. "I would recognize him if I saw him, though. He's got one of those faces."

"I knew a little bit about her losing her memory and everything that went along with that," he admits. "But I haven't seen her since I've been back." He smiles at the mention of family.

"No, so far, just you," he tells her.