Assassination-- damnit, Aymeric! [ He can't help but raise his voice - his hands gripping to his Warrior of Light - knuckles white, and eyes burning with an anger he tries not to show often. There's so much he could ask - did Aymeric not have enough guards? And the Archbishop taking the Eye - disgusting. ] Peace is better for us all - why can't others understand? My brothers... are they fine?
[ ...He must admit, though. ]
...But even I find it hard to work with Dravanian-- and yet, this land gave me one as a starter... one who seems not to have eyes. If I'd not heard that truth from you, it would be much worse, my friend.

[ Goomy is weird. Goomy is weird and Haurchefant has grown to... appreciate her.
But from near them, there's a grumpy baa. ]

Estinien -- we're not talking about you. [ Haurchefant says - his tongue harsher then usual. ] But Nidhogg survived that... for Estinien - not my dear oddly-coloured sheep-- that would be a fate worse then death. Continuing that damned pointless war.