[Caesar rubs at his neck. He's not used to people saying such nice things.] Well, I... I do try, I guess.

The Third Party is a strange bunch. When we were attacked by them before, they said they wanted to free us from this place. It sounds promising, only their idea of freedom for us was death—a permanent one. The fact is that we are important to the Malnosso, however. They might have asked for our help, but it's not just their battle we'd be fighting. They want our assistance because they can't protect us themselves, and if we don't fight, we're only putting ourselves at risk. We're kinda stuck between a rock and a hard place. [...] Although, despite them actually having come out and asking us directly, I wonder how much of a choice we actually have in the matter.