*Kioet looks off towards the direction of Aren's ship*
Kioet: Alright. Zey, stay here with Farran, one of my fans wants an autograph.
*Kioet walks over to the ship*
Zey: geez, looks like I'll have to introduce myself. I'm Zey. Who are you, and what the hell are we all doing?
Battle is a pure form of expression. It is heart and discipline, reduced to movement and motion. In battle, the words are swept away, giving way to actions-- mercy, sacrifice, anger, fear. These are pure moments of expression.