You would do better to fight. [He at long last turns to her, his golden eyes fixed on hers. Behind his usual veneer of greed and power lust, there's a nostalgia to be found. He spent centuries without his kind and returned to a world where they were absent. Nabooru is that last remnant of his people. The last he might ever have.] We once fought side by side, Nabooru. Here, we have opportunity to do so again. It should be you commanding at my side.

[Once he would have been unable to forgive her treachery. But he'd had such a very, very long time to let some grudges die in favor of others strengthening.]