[to Cyqualla] Darkness cannot drive out darkness. Only light can do that. And without light, we are left to our dark sides, never to be balanced. [small pause, as Cyqualla answers, exclaiming her distaste for the sun... He says, understandingly] I see... Knowing you, there is no use to encourage you waver, especially for my Mother's needs, but -- [a bit cocky] -- perhaps for a wager?

[to his mother, Udelia] Mother, you need not worry about me. I was forged from your light, and like the sun I am a never-ending, shining man of glory... Surely, even with light purged from the world, I can -- and will -- bring it back.

[Tell us about yourself!]