*Runs away into the darkness of the night wilderness, faster than you can keep up, running harder and harder, until finally you no longer hear my footsteps and I'm gone...and for a moment you see something soar overhead and blot out the moon*
You: Jazzy! Jazzy come back!
Elder: Little one, he must face his demons alone...maybe one day he will be back, the hero he once was, restored./vent