"I hear you were decorated for your first victory, Ramza (Rahm-za). They sing your praise from on high. You do honor to our name, my brother - and to me."

"Might I pose a question, Ramza? What purpose do laws serve when even those who would enforce them choose not to pay them heed? Adherence to the rule of law is a knight's solemn duty. It falls upon us, as Beoulves, to bear the burden of example. Is your intent to live up to your name - or to drag it with you through the mire (my-err)?"

"Is it not I? I, who have dirtied my hands to keep yours clean? All that you are you owe to me! You ought be on your knees thanking me, yet here you stand in judgment!"