"If there were ever a reason, I have long forgotten it. Just or unjust my imprisonment, I cannot say."
"Do you... do you wish to be set free?"
"Freed of one prison, I would simply enter into the next. My soul is as bound to this accursed armor as yours is to your flesh."
"But... don't those chains hurt you?"
"I feel nothing inside this prison."
"Oh..."
"... You are a Child of the Moon, are you not?"
"Yes, yes I am. And I'm eighty-eight years old."
"Perhaps that is why you glow so fiercely to my eyes... there may be a way to relieve me of this prison after all, if you so wished."
"I.. I'm not too good with moon magic, though, um, sir. I'm still just a youngling, you know. I don't think I could break these chains, although I dearly would love to see you freed. I cannot bear to see a soul as sorrowful as yours kept shut here alone."
"The way may be easier than you think, for I can see it in your aura... Celeste..."