"We built this haven, long ago... Gods were falling, and my flock... what would become of them without me?"

"I hid this place from the world... we were happy... but then, a prophecy... my poor lambs..."

"To free Narinder... to free us... it had to be the last lamb. Who else could truly understand sacrifice? Suffering? Loneliness?"

"Who else would have the will to reshape the world, but one who had no place in it? My poor lamb..."

"My Disciples will stay here. Shamed by their actions, they choose this as their penance. But take this, Shepherd, and know we are with you when you wear it."