Sophie: Heh, yes. You're right. Actually, I wonder why they suddenly want to change our management.
Without prior notice? What this is about?

Gawdy: Well, from what I know, they're probably going to assign us to the main organization of combat rotters.

Sophie: Yes, yes... I know.

Gawdy: Their headquarters is the same building you may remember from your childhood.

Sophie: Former main office. My father worked there. I remember perfectly. When I was little I used to come there.
I remember it like it was just a month ago.

Gawdy: And I remember how you were making mischief and picking on everything.
He told me to always take care of you and play with you when he didn't have time. And...

Sophie: And you took me piggyback around the city at night because I loved looking at the colorful lights and advertising screens so much. *smirk.*

Gawdy: Something of that child remains in you to this day.

Sophie: From now on, after your training, at least I can defend myself.

Gawdy: (wisper) yeah... defend... heh, probably from some bum.

Sophie: What are you muttering?

Gawdy: Um nothing, my fearless mercenary.