[And when he had heard an acquaintance calling out to him, Ramza was quick to turn about to heed their words. But seeing the face to match brought its share of discomfort and guilt alongside the urgency of his voice. Not for any lack of faith or merit on Jack's part, of course- far from it!- but for the fact that, only a few days hence, Ramza was telling him of the peace and reprieve to be found in Saeng Seong.

Claims he bitterly regret speaking as he ran to meet with the Jack in the street... his swords nowhere to be seen, but his knuckles red with strain. Near literally aglow with red, in fact. And odd though it was, Ramza hardly even seemed mindful of it.]

Jack! Damn my words-- would that such strife couldn't greet you so soon after your arrival...!

[He shook some half-melted snow and ice off his fingertips.]

Have you made to fight them? The small ones fall swiftly enough, but their larger kin... I've only been able to slow them down on my own.