That's impossible. What have those Orerines bastards done to you? [Hastily, almost frantically:] You've been tricked.

[Reminded of sour memories, he's off on a tangent, his visage one of overt anger.]

Our village's end is the very result of trickery. He lied his way in, and see what happened to us! It's only right that we protect the return of the Merines, to ensure none of that happens again. There's no way coexistence between the races can exist—not when they thirst for the blood of our people and use their own children as tools for gain.