"No, dear heart. You've no interest in acknowledgment nor compliments. You brought me here to show me you were all right," I said. "And I think you are. I think you found the end."
"He" is Caldari it seems. Don't ask me how I know, I just feel it.
I'm still headed somewhere. Haven't quite found my way there yet. It's alright. She'll be there, however long I have to take.
The bolded part is what makes me think it's a male narrative.
However, the feel of the whole piece is of a woman's perspective, or at least a feminine perspective. The picture for the chronicle seems to imply, at least from my view, like it's the woman who is speaking, not the man. We don't know who is speaking, who the narrator is, but the story is rather powerful.
So, I am of the opinion that though the feel of the piece is feminine, it is indeed a male speaking. Or rather, the impression that Hona left on him speaking.
Everyone we meet changes us, and sometimes it's said that there is
one person you didn't expect who changes it the most, and unlocks a part of you that was somehow neglected. It may not be love, but a connection.
Hona is
three.