This one silver dagger, I never could bring myself to sell. I'd like it noted that I didn't sell it, not that I couldn't.

• JongsukIron won't rust so long as a hand keeps hold of it.
  Father DamMy hand isn't what it used to be. That's what worries me.
• Attendant PyoI hear the bow-marks are still pressed into the ground of your yard, sir.
  Father DamRain will wash them away. It hasn't come yet.