"I was once ordered to assassinate Eliwood, a noble of Pherae. But I must admit that I didn't succeed. Rare for me to let my lessers...get in my way."
"I find you perfect in so many ways and so wonderful to serve. But if you get too tired...? Well, I'm just saying that your flaws would start to show. And we CAN'T have that."
"The castle has terrible defenses. With all these travelers from other worlds, what would happen if... You know, if ONE was an assassin? A treacherous one, I mean!"
"Now, you keep striving for absolute perfection in all things, and I'll follow you to the ends of the world."
"I belong to the Black Fang, a group of assassins. I'm among their very elite, known as the Four Fangs. I'd be the weakest of the four in a direct fight. But what assassin worth her salt is EVER direct?"
"Ah. I was sent to say hello by— Hmm. Nice army here. I wonder how long it'd take me to finish them off..." (Greeting from friend)
"You may have gleaned that I will serve only a perfect master, Summoner. I have no friendship to offer you. Nor will I take any. It would be an insult to the both of us. Why, what are two friends but a pair of failures who've merely agreed to cover for each other? I give you my loyalty because you're worthy. You don't battle, but your tactics are exquisite! But...I will say that if you falter, even in the slightest, you do know how our little arrangement ends, right? Hmm, yes, I think you do. Then best you make yourself productive. The Blue Crow...is watching." (Upon reaching level 40)