Passenger costume voice lines
Assign secretary:
Elliot: What did you find in Time, mysterious owner of the black market?
Passenger: The past, Elliot. I am always looking for the past. Maybe I can find belonging from the rules of the cacti and sands. The answer of fate that you and I do not know.
Convo 1:
P: I hated everything there. Even though following that gold coin meant compromising fate, I had to leave Sargon.
E: But I am still here, Sand Soldier. You can't get away from everything that is yours. The word fate has been fixed between you and me.
Convo 2:
P: Sargon will leave scars on your body. In the eyes of your employer, you are as weak as a poor feathered beast. I have forgotten the feeling of being whipped. Do you hate them?
E: No. I know how they ended up, from your eyes. Fortunately, you don't seem to regret it.
Convo 3:
E: Your expression didn't give me answers. Didn't you put all of that into flames?
P: There is a square in the black market where you can gaze at the sky. Do you remember what the night reminds you of? I claimed that it was a cremation, but when the conspiracy succeeded and the flames spread, I didn't think of the face of my esteemed teacher.
E1 Convo:
P: "The Gift of Thorne". Do you remember its first part?
E: Bury the morals into the yellow sand, to deceive a guard who happened to lose his son, and obtain that inferior Arts unit? And..."The Gift of Thorne"? What will Teacher give to the conspirators, Passenger?
E2 Convo:
E: Tell me, has Oripathy changed our lives? Do you feel pain? What will disease turn me into? Has the conspirators miscalculated?
P: You're trembling, poor Elliot. Forget about those motives. Right now, I'm just sighing at its beauty in front of the mirror.
High Trust 1:
P: Spring has the most business, summer is embellished with festivals. Autumn is a good time for leaving Ibut to seek profit. Finally, winter is the season of war. These are the seasons of Sargon, the four seasons you will loathe.
E: But, the stars can be seen clearly on summer nights in Ibut.
High Trust 2:
Elliot: The imagined dream is really amazing. How should I get along with you, future Doctor? If I had met you earlier-
Passenger: No. Doctor does not exist in any point between you and me. They belong to my time. Let them go ahead, I have high hopes for them.
High Trust 3:
Elliot: A Vouivre, and that "Doctor". Are you asking for their mercy?
Passenger: No. I just want to be my prophet, or become someone else's prophet. The prolonged nothingness is far more torturous than illness... Elliot, listen to me, I'm a little tired.
Idle: ... Sleep, my Elliot. After sleeping, we will have the same dream. Dreaming that you became me, and that I was still you.
Operator Reporting In:
Passenger: Have I flipped open the fate of days past?
Elliot: No, this is just a dream. A dream that you avoided. My future.
Watching Combat Records:
Elliot: I see some conspiracies from time to time...
Passenger: Yes, Elliot. And those fights, and those materialistic desires. They are everywhere.
E1:
Passenger: Oripathy leaves me with not much of a future. I wish that Rhodes Island can quickly take advantage of my value.
Elliot: Wrong. Nobody on Rhodes Island can satisfy your self-destructive tendencies. It is not that they are too kind, but you are too harsh. This is Elliot Glover's judgment.
E2:
Elliot: Will you see Sargon's winter when you wake up? Will you sleep in eternal summer? Must I become you?
Passenger: Prophecy is just a disguise of fate. Sleep peacefully, Elliot. You shape me, and I make you. Until the moment not mentioned in prophecy arrives.
Assign to Team:
Elliot: Why do you not pick more companions? This is inefficient.
Passenger: You will understand. Many things will make you understand it.
Assign to Team Leader: Elliot will surely ask me: How does an empty soul truly lead others?
Operation Sortie: I still remember the feeling on my back when carrying my heavily injured teacher. That is the feeling of war. War can be profitable.
Operation Start: Once, all my battles were for one purpose. If you lose your purpose, then hand the struggle back to the past.
Select Operator 1: The right to execute.
Select Operator 2: Do you still remember the feeling of flowing sand?
Deploy 1: My battle weapons will do as you wish.
Deploy 2: And "people" are the final weapons.
In Combat 1: I still remember how these devices were born.
In Combat 2: What can you gain by fighting in the name of your esteemed mentor?
In Combat 3: Emotions do not bring victory.
In Combat 4: Revenge has ended.
4* operation:
Elliot: There is no snow in the winter of the black market. Can I still see snow?
Passenger: You will. It's just that in that silvery white world, there is no longer anything you are familiar with.
3* operation:
Elliot: Your tricks will catch up with everyone. Is that how you became the owner of the black market?
Passenger: Yes, you will too, Elliot. I am very certain. You won't let anyone go.
2* operation:
Passenger: Did you see the way the punished ones ran away?
Elliot: I see. I wonder if those Columbians look at me that way too?
Failed operation:
Passenger: The moments we were allowed to make mistakes have bygone. We are fighting an overly powerful enemy.
Elliot: Fate? No, it's ourselves.
Assign to Station:
Elliot: Does Rhodes Island give you peace of mind?
Passenger: This is the effect of caffeine.
Poke: Don't wake him up, okay?
Poke with Trust Bubble:
Passenger: Treasure your memories. Treasure the moments when you were still filled with emotions.
Elliot: I understand. At least I can still understand.
Greeting: I dreamed of a future. In the changing four seasons, everything returns to nothingness. There are neither nightmares nor sweet dreams, only... darkness. That is indeed the answer of fate, Elliot. That darkness doesn't represent anything, only... nothingness itself.