[He may have been a dullard most of the time, but there was no forgetting the memories he had shared with the familiar looking soldier. He remembered smiling in admiration at Ramza's confession in donating food to the orphanage, the brief caper they had on the rooftops..
Hearing the history of the person before him was like having his heart torn into pieces.]
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Hearing the history of the person before him was like having his heart torn into pieces.]
Are there any orphanages here?