"Yes. And it was at the hands of another friend." he looked down, averting his eyes, "You'd think after this many years. Loss would sting less. I've had 68 wives... and so many lovers. All of them dead now. And each is like a knife in my own gut."

Which was why he was so angry at Daniel for being so careless with his own life. He was going to get himself killed. And the man only had so much time to live anyhow.