[Dion stares him down. He's put one and one together.] Yes.

[What use is there wasting time in pretending that is not, exactly, what he is here for? The longer time moves on, the more seconds pass, the closer they come to another attack upon the castle.]

These men aided in the Admiral murdering his niece, and you think they can be reasoned with?

[It is never so simple. He keeps his balance with a hand on the wall as the castle shakes.]

There is nothing in those bars that can keep me from tearing through them.

[If he must, he will call upon Bahamut's strength. This... this feels worth the risk.]