"And we have very different ideas of what can break a person's spirit." Gladio returned, but there was no heat behind his words. What would be the point of being annoyed. "You see what you want to see. Me? I see people shining brighter than ever before. I see people doing their best even though they've been stolen from their homes and families. What I see? I see more spirit, more fight, more fire in the eyes of the people on that train than you're giving them credit for."

"But..." He continued, his tone gentling some, a touch of amusement there. "You're entitled to your opinions, Edge. Just don't think yours is the only valid ones, eh?"