Ramza placed the sword down carefully and fetched the supplies from the cupboard Sephiroth had indicated. He returned and sat, this time on the floor so he could spread out the cleaning materials around him.

"I have held a legendary sword before," he mentioned as he poured some oil onto one the cleaning clothes and began to clean the blade. "Excalibur, the great knight's sword, belonged to a friend of my father's. I held it when I was just a lad." He skipped over the fact that the encounter had ended with his father scolding him and him crying crocodile tears.

"I saw the Masamune of Ivalice, as well, but it was wielded by the Silver Prince, Marquis Elmdore. I wonder if it always finds its way to a silver-haired warrior," he mused, mostly chatting to fill the silence of that empty house.