[Kratos's sigh is long-suffering, though it doesn't interrupt the steady pace of the watering. Nan glances at Yuan, eyes sharp.]

Tch. If you made it this far, then Nike has already made that determination; and whatever her looks, that girl is no idiot. But the fact still stands that you're the only person Kratos has ever brought home, and you have tried to kill him. On multiple occasions. Obsessively.

[Kratos's voice is exasperated.]

Nan, really. We are meant to have integrity, are we not? What better way to show it than befriending those who try to kill us?

[Abruptly, Nan laughs.]

You haven't changed.