Jiae: *had just heard about her son's death. Hugs her husband* nae adeul ... nae gananhan agi .. wae?! wae geu salam?! ulineun imi TAICHIleul ilh-eossseubnida (My son... My poor baby.. WHY?! WHY HIM?! WE ALREADY LOST TAICHI)

Arima: *rubs his wife's back*