G'raha Tia: Where there is life, there is hope. And when one believes in a better future─a tomorrow even the slightest bit brighter than today─there is naught to be done but build it. Until, stone by stone, a city rises.
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Cahciua: Elene’shpya, where are you? The others will be here soon, so hurry back, won't you? Do you hear me? Say something, would you?
G'raha Tia: One day, when this adventure becomes a part of your epic, do you think I will be mentioned in it?
Hythlodaeus: I pray we meet again. If not in this life, then perhaps another. Whensoever it should be, I trust it will be a most joyous reunion.
Cahcuia: Now, run along. And never forget that you’re my pride and joy.
Alphinaud: …Thancred would scout the road ahead. Y’shtola and Urianger would trade opinions on esoteric subjects. G’raha would join in on their discussion, or else chat with me and Alisaie about the mission. Estinien would be at the rear, apart yet present.
Sphene: And in the chill of that new morning will the memories of loved ones be there to warm us and carry us forward. So do not forget their passing... Let them be our courage. Fear not a life well lived.
Lyna: We've come so godsdamned far! I could have sworn the end was in sight. And now… Now they will never see it.
SYSTEM: The dog continues to focus on the shadow, as if to say, “Stop petting me and get on with it, please.”
Alphinaud: Should you start to fall, we’ll be here to catch you. I know you’ll do the same for us.
Fandaniel (FR): Allez ma petite princesse, il faut se réveiller! Come on my little princess, it's time to wake up!
Alphinaud: All the while you would come and go. Wherever you are needed. And together, we would travel…
Fandaniel: Remember when I said I wanted to die and take everyone with me? I meant that.
Warrior of Light: We created it together. Meteion: Like a field of flowers, perhaps. At first a single blossom, it spreads and takes on more colors.
Sphene: If it were you, could you have found another way? With your strength, could you have held fast to that which is dear without sacrifice?
Fandaniel: I want you all to die… and I want to die too! Oh yes!