Kevyn: Corporal, if you don't mind me saying so, you sound like a crazy person.
Pibald: Thank you, Sir!
Kevyn: I'm not talking about the "good" kind of crazy, I'm talking about the "lock you up for your own good" kind of crazy.
Kevyn: You submitted fifty-nine disturbing job applications, you talk like a paranoid schizophrenic, and I can't but help but wonder whether you're able to function in society.
Pibald: I don't function in society, Sir. I'm a Mercenary. I blow society up.
Kevyn: Of course you do. How silly of me.