"You we're a piece on the board, Balthier. Not the hand moving them. You would not have been able to jar the wheel of fate from its course. I am sorry, but you were just a kid," he insisted. "And one day, if you work hard enough, maybe you will be able to see it."

It's so tiring to hear it all, to protect the other, but he has to. Even when he is shaking before his own fears. But Balthier's matter more than the age old ones that beat still in his heart of hearts.

"Do you believe I am a good person, Balthier?"