- [as Tsuare weeps, Sebas gives her his handkechief]
- Tsuareninya Veyron: I couldn't take such a clean one...
- Sebas Tian: A handkerchief that cannot be used is a sad one indeed, especially one that cannot even wipe away a person's tears.
- Sebas Tian: [holds a weeping Tsuare in his arms] It is a great honor for a man to lend his chest to a crying woman.
- Sebas Tian: [sees Tsuare's body] I have no intention of saving those who only pray for others to extend a helping hand, like plants waiting for the rain. However, if they themselves fight to survive...
- [Tsuare moves a finger, it's enough for Sebas]