[ Brig thinks on the history books he's read and admits this is true. There were time periods where being wed below 18 was the norm. That girls (children) were considered old maids if they weren't married before they turned 16. Or periods like the Hellenic Period where Sparta was doing exactly what Zangyaku was doing. Times change. Then they change back. ]

I guess I'm also just thinking about my goddaughter Kathleen, sir. She's training in Balamb, and knowing she's her mother's daughter, I expect she'll choose to take the path of a Hunter. Part of me just isn't quite sure how it feels about that. [ He pauses ] I can't imagine her having to go through the things I have... taking lives... questioning if it was right.

[ His head had been down as he'd stepped off the platform, lost in thought. When he raised his head, he was astonished by the beauty of it all. He catches his jaw from dropping.

So much unique fauna he'd never seen in his entire life. Strange. Different. Evidently from a very different time period.

But still beautiful. Still plant life, no matter how out-of-the-ordinary they seemed. ]

I find it funny sir that looking at the plants kind of drives point your point of historical context. You work in mysterious ways. [ He chuckles a bit.]

The murals, sir, general history? Or yours, Mr. Falner's and Orin's stories?