[Ramza - if only he'd worn a coat out. He's in his same outfit - a noblemans tunic, showing his rank. Reminding himself of his own fate.

He looks to Walter, though - making himself to walk fast, so he didn't need to slow Walter down.
Would Walter care, if he wanted to even go a little slower? This wasn't the time. Ramza was the one who did everything to make himself seem strong.]
I... before I came here. Ivalice was a land of battle - 'twas not kind to anybody. War had ended, but many were not happy.
[...]
My elder brother, Lord Zalbaag [whoops another slip], ordered a death. I dreamed of a death like it.