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We are honored by your return to Capua, father.
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I am certain your heart swells.
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Oh, the clime of Sicilia has most certainly restored health.
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Perhaps you do not recall me.
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Gaia, a dear friend of..
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The memory of you has not yet faded.
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Quintus.
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We must prove this fucking house in order.
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And prompt decision for his quick return to Sicilia.
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Withered old fuck.
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Eat, brothers! You bear the mark now.
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Savor the taste of victory!