"I've seen Axis, yeah, or what I think was Axis. Early Judgment. It looked a bit like dath ilan. Nicer aircraft, smaller buildings, more aliens, and - closer, spiritually, to the person who I was, used to be, back when I arrived in Golarion and thought that selfish people trading honestly was enough to support a world -"
Keltham realizes he's possibly about to burst into tears and cuts off that line of thinking before his eyes can do more than slightly water.
"But, Mirna, something like that has to begin with people in this world making their own choices, about where to go, about what they want."
"What would you like Osirion to be, to become, as it became richer? How would you have it move towards Axis, step by step?"