Ramza hunched in on himself a little at Kidd's scolding.

"I could not during our time in Aqures Tosf, not when we were trying to figure out why we had been sent back and how we could save anyone we could. It would have distracted the Heroes from our true purpose..."

He sighed. "...and after, it felt too...selfish, I suppose, to care so much for a sword when so many lives had been lost." The sword-peddler, the innkeep, the Bard who had played to help him fall asleep...it felt dishonorable to their memories to fret more over a sword's fate than theirs.