[ A look of confusion momentarily passes over Ephraim's face as the second set of tea materializes. Where did that come – He takes the seat opposite Maribelle, accepting the proffered tea. ]

Thank you, Maribelle.

[ The stillness in the air is tense and heavy. On the eve of battle, all the plans have been made, and there is nothing to do but wait: the calm before the storm.

In truth, Ephraim hasn't thought much about life after the battle. He knows there will be much work in the restoration effort, rebuilding villages and the like. Things he never paid attention to when he was forced to read his lessons. Fighting has been his identity for so long that he can't imagine anything else. ]

Will you go home after the battle, or do you think you will stay with us? You'll always have a home in Renais.