[Ceroba approaches from a distance, her look stern and her gaze unwavering.]

[She stands near the border of the town.]

"I would like make myself believe that he just hid with the others. But knowing your intention, it is now clear to me. You killed him, didn't you? For you, he was just a block on the path. The mission you call "noble" or whatever you make it out to be. But to me? He was the last person I had left. The last person to understand me."