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Ayre: <<I am Ayre, a Rubiconian. And you are...>>

Char: <<Char Aznable.>>

Ayre: <<I recognize the name. And the face...I cannot mistake you for anyone else.>>

Char: <<Then you can't be anyTHING else either. You're a phantom. A ghost. From what past of mine, I do not know.>>

Ayre: <<I do.>>

Char: <<Then I assume you know my ultimate fate? My fall to infamy, and the only companion I had as I died...>>

Ayre: <<Indeed.>>

Char: <<Hmph. Figured. Then the lines have come to converge again, as it does every so often. But for once I am intrigued. You claim to know my end. But unlike before, you're not some overseer or deity. The...phenomenon, I guess, that has brought us together is far different to the ones I've come to expect. How many other pilots are here?>>

Ayre: <<I do not know yet. But they will come. And they will come after you, for your reputation is brighter than orbital beacons in the skies beyond.>>

Char: <<Ha. Some reputation. Tell me, then. If you truly know me, will you be a hindrance to my mission?>>

Ayre: <<No. In fact, I have an offer, for you, as you prefer.>>

Char: <<I have no need for another voice in my head.>>

Ayre: <<Oh? Is that who she is?>>

Char: <<Don't you dare slander Lalah's name--no. You don't mean...>>

Ayre: <<The woman you seek is not here. She has never been. Maybe one day, I'll see her too. But understand one thing, Casval. There are no ghosts in Rubicon but the ones you brought with you. Please. Listen and pay attention. It is all I ask of you.>>

Char: <<Then my hunch is correct. Very well. I shall listen carefully. In exchange: be at my side to guide my hand.>>

Ayre: <<I shall. It may prove to be the only way to keep you steady here.>>

[...after killing Balteus...]

Ayre: <<May I request one last thing before we move?>>

Char: <<What, pray tell, will it be?>

Ayre: <<Put you mask away when talking to me. I've seen every part of you. There is no point in hiding. Not even to yourself.>>

Char: <<And if I refuse?>>

Ayre: <<Then I shall keep looking under it. Until you die. Even after you die. Your eyes betray every answer you give.>>

Char: <<Seems the choice is made for me. So be it. I will show you the real Char Aznable from now on.>>