Ramza's words finally began to break through. She smirked, looking at him directly now. A hand went to her hip where that sword would sit. "Are you saying you're finally ready to take it back from me? I told you I was only ever holding onto it for you."

Sighing, she looked away, off into nothingness. It was as good a guess as any for where reality now lay. "I will not lay down my blade. Not while there are people who need protection. I swore that oath long ago. It's not simply obligation or some sort of noble goal. I can't abide people being put under another's heel."

Her fingers found the bridge of her nose and began to rub, "I just...need some time to think. To find something new to fight for." The basic things were still there, but having specifics always helped to put things in perspective. Her fellow heroes were of course clear partners, but she'd been holding the rest of this realm at arm's length.