The two of them are diametrically opposed- the dark warrior who fights for freedom, and the light healer who suffered a cage for the sake of peace.

"I am sorry you had to endure such trials. Perhaps here, you can finally have what you've fought so wholeheartedly for." Ovelia does not know him, but she wishes that for him. A caged bird can look at a wild one and not begrudge him his wings.

Somehow, their agreement on the hamster's fate comes from two completely different places. Ovelia ducks her head to hide her expression as Maul praises the beast. She is weak, and had she faced the hamster, she would surely have been one of those victims that Maul so readily discounted. She is only alive because she has been shielded by those much stronger than herself. The knowledge of her burdensome existence feels like a solid weight on her heart.

"It makes no difference. I am no one on this world." And no one on Ivalice, though everyone thought it so. She is not. going. to. cry. "....I have done more good in these few days as an apprentice healer here than I ever did on Ivalice as a Princess."

She pretends to brush her hair from her face to disguise the wiping of her eyes. She turns for the door.

"I will go find the doctor for you. Please keep still until he sees to your wound."