"Almighty bless us! Matim! My old brother, I can understand your anger at losing an eye, I can understand your hatred for the Natives' sneak attack! In fact, my heart that seeks justice and light is exactly the same as your righteous heart!…"
Seeing the quartermaster, who had lost one eye and now looked as vicious as a pirate, Bruno sighed and patted his "old brother" on the shoulder. Then, with a solemn expression, he stared into the man's only eye and began to speak.
"But, Pense antes de falar! Before you speak, you have to think first! We are not brainless Castilians, we are rational Portuguese people!…"
"Matim, the suspicions you have about Shushu, I've had them too these past few days; I even had the urge to kill him at one point. But after careful thought, I can confirm that this guide who has converted to the Almighty is not an inside man for the native Great Tribe!…"
