From the Shadow confrontations Ramza has witnessed before, he has learned to let the Hero and the Shadow meet and assess the situation before interfering. He watches as the twin Jacks drag their eyes up and down the others.
For the most part, flirting usually flies straight over Ramza's head, but this predatory circling has all the subtlety of a coeurl's mating dance. Ramza's cheeks color a little, watching it happen, and he wonders if perhaps he should not have come.
Thankfully, Jack changes the subject, and the real heart of the matter begins to see light. Kinslayer. Ramza knows what it is to bear that title as well. It's a serrated blade thrust into one's body that can never be removed, no matter how righteous or justified one was. The only thing Ramza can do is try to stop the Shadow from twisting the knife further.
"If Jack chose to kill his grandchild, or let open a Rift, or seek out Kalki, he did so believing it to be the best option available. We humans can do no more than play the cards we are dealt, and we are neither prescient nor infallible."
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For the most part, flirting usually flies straight over Ramza's head, but this predatory circling has all the subtlety of a coeurl's mating dance. Ramza's cheeks color a little, watching it happen, and he wonders if perhaps he should not have come.
Thankfully, Jack changes the subject, and the real heart of the matter begins to see light. Kinslayer. Ramza knows what it is to bear that title as well. It's a serrated blade thrust into one's body that can never be removed, no matter how righteous or justified one was. The only thing Ramza can do is try to stop the Shadow from twisting the knife further.
"If Jack chose to kill his grandchild, or let open a Rift, or seek out Kalki, he did so believing it to be the best option available. We humans can do no more than play the cards we are dealt, and we are neither prescient nor infallible."