>>3905556M: Brother Radahn, I want you to restore the movement of the stars.
R: I'm sorry, I cannot grant that request, Miquella.
M: Why?
R: We cannot allow this place to be destroyed by the stars. Even if this is your plan, I will maintain my protection of this land.
M: (thinking) Ah, as expected of a lord-to-be. I've fallen in love with you again, brother.
R: Miquella?
M: Anyway, I can't help it despite your words. Sooner or later my blade will touch Caelid.
R: Hoh, I'll be waiting.
