Cassius crossed one leg over the other.
"It seems you're fighting to just improve yourself; stubborn to have the need to have a place in this world. I suppose I can admire such a spirit, but admiration only gets you so far through what to me seems like a blunt action. Do not mistake, I'm not trying to be rude, but it's one thing to train the body, but be sure to take in everything. And when politics around ensue, choose the lesser evil, or simply leave." He said as if he was foreshadowing something. Yet he was speaking from the heart.

"Mmm..." Cassius sniffed the air; he could just taste the grilled food that was being prepared. The spices played with his tongue even only if just scent. T'was a taste like no others; though that can be said about other things. 
Cassius looked back at the Ronso.

"I apologize if I seem... foreboding. It is just mankind from every race has done some sort of atrocity to the next. Text book readings from the Al-Bhed chronicles. Some Writer through the underground. My store had connections to such things that talked about part of Yuna's voyage in great detail... It was nice; but reads more like an interview at times, mostly the part of the capture before Macalania... Which I wonder if it exist. Mostly because of one text entry talked about the forest and it's spirits dying." He somewhat pursed his lips at the thought. 

"I must be rambling again... But is there anything you wish to ask me?" He kept eye contact with Bohdon.