An old, worn, and forgotten file slides across the table to you. A few swipes of the spiderwebs are needed to open it.

“Banana eh? Little ol’ banana... Poor chap. Because of that name and for whatever happened to him. Beats me, but hey, disappearances in that green hell are pretty common anyways. From what I can tell ya he vanished without a trace right in the middle of the Great War. Scared from the whole ‘rainforest invasion’ thing that was supposedly gonna happen. Never did. Where is he now? Still hasn’t showed up. Nothin’ really special here. What? You some kind of recovery effort? Eh, I’ll take 5 g’s...”

(WE FINALLY GOT BURNING HEART BACK BABYYY)