[The slumbering strangers are the last thing on Ravus' mind. He held his sister's body and watched her fade away to continue her duties even in death.]

Do not speak her name! [His voice is choked with fury, because fury is the only think keeping utter despair at bay. He pushes himself out of his cot to follow the Shield who had failed to protect King and Oracle.]

You presume to know anything about us? Do you think Lunafreya would have been permitted to serve as Oracle had I fought against the Empire your king abandoned us to? Do you think they would even have permitted us live, had we not accepted their rule?

[Ravus has lost everything, and there is no longer need for secrecy. Everything he has done was meant to save his sister, but the Astrals were too cruel to grant such mercy. He reaches out to seize the collar of Gladiolus' shirt, his voice going low and murderous.]

You know nothing, you ignorant, bumbling oaf, and if you ever imply again that I turned against my blood, I will have your slanderous tongue.