SAUDE: Hohenheim's done well... The target will be neutralized soon.

SAUDE: We've got a Distortion contract. SAUDE: Come on, time to earn your keep. You weren't going to lounge around until we got a message from HQ, right?

SAUDE: This attack'll cover the entire battlefield...! There's no time to get out of its area—you have to stand your ground and meet it head-on...!

SAUDE: Your losses are too great. You should consider applying first aid to your injured. EFFIE: They're… not fighting to their deaths, right?

SAUDE: … What?

SAUDE: Ah... SAUDE: Apologies, everyone. Let me continue. SAUDE: ... More manikins incoming. Prepare for battle.

PILOT: ... "An officer from the Middle shouldn't be here..." Again, verbatim.

PILOT: Ohh, and I've a message to deliver to you guys. PILOT: Ahem, ahem...

EFFIE: The others should be there already. We decided to wait for you because we had useful intel to share.

SAUDE: It's what you do best, right?

SAUDE: … What?

SAUDE: ... It is what it is.

SAUDE: I know exactly what you're reliving. I was right there with you, in that village where that horrible carol was playing, where Effie was... SAUDE: But... that's behind us now. It's over—what's done is done. There's no undoing it like the way Dante rewinds the clock.

EFFIE: You've got a wounded ally. SAUDE: Let's try to distract the enemies and divert their attention elsewhere.

SAUDE: So, in order for you to obtain our objective, you have to rely on what you have learned and gained so far: your intuition and fearlessness. SAUDE: Like I said earlier, we have but one purpose.

SAUDE: No need. SAUDE: …Just tell him to come visit and say hello someday. You know what I mean?

PILOT: ....... PILOT: Kh... Agh... PILOT: I wanna see my team again... PILOT: They were all so kind to me, me bein' the rookie of the team and all...

SAUDE: ……. SAUDE: Ryōshū, is this all just… SAUDE: … some amusing diversion for you? Saude shot an incredulous look at Ryōshū, who was nonchalantly puffing the rest of her cigarette to ash.

SAUDE: Well I’ll be… You’ve all… gotten better at fighting, haven’t you…?

For a moment, Effie and Saude seemed to wonder how they should take it… Before deciding that it’s not worth mulling over and moving on. Effie then lifted a small container that appeared to be inlaid with nacre.