Balthier watched him a moment longer. Ever the loyal hounds, these brothers.

"Larsa yet lives. You entrusted his safety and your identity to your brother on your deathbed."

The stare returned.

"To be honest, I can't tell if it was an act of forgiveness or a last ditch effort at vengeance. Whatever the case, Basch Fon Ronsenburg is a dead man, as far as most of Ivalice is concerned. Well played, your honour."