It's fine. My secrets can't hurt anyone any more. [He shoots a quick smile Sora's way, before turning a quiet glare back at the source of the voice.]

Your tongue needs some help then. There's nothing grand about the taste of blood in one's mouth, or a sword through one's back. But if that's the toll for our safe passage, then so be it.

[His tone is soft but flat, unemotional.] I assassinated my former commander. While we benefited from his command, he was also an ill-tempered boor that gave himself over to women and wine. Our superiors deemed him unfit to hold command over the squad and wanted him out of the way.

I disagreed with those orders, but I carried them out all the same.