"Oh, what fools we were in our youth."

He folds his hands together, mostly to prevent himself from digging into his palms with his nails.

"My power allowed me to heal others, yes, at the expense of my own health. That did not deter me, I was intent on saving our people. Hm..."

He looks up again, searching for Soldat's eyes.

"Hope is a funny thing, isn't it? Powerful yet fleeting."