[ Though she doesn't know the terms that he uses she's still able to figure a bit out from context. Legatus was clearly a high rank if he was in a position of leadership, and he'd been designing some sort of ultimate weapon called the "Ultima weapon".

His peer had an inferiority complex and had taken it out on his better's adopted children. Garlean must be the name of his adoptive father's people, then.

Last, but certainly not least, it seemed obvious that he had taken the brunt (if not all) of this man's wrath in lieu of his siblings, which was admirable, but Sakura couldn't help but wonder if they knew, and how they must've felt if the did.

All the while Sakura has gotten started with her work. After first soaking and then ringing out one of the towels she'd set to work on cleaning his wounds beginning with the easier ones and working her way through the worst from there. In the time that it took Alfonse to explain all of that she'd managed to get through most of the gashes and cuts and was starting to take the cap off of an ointment that would help with healing and disinfecting.

She had an uneasy feeling about the direction of the story, like an unsettled sense of thinking she may have a feeling of which way the tale would end. His father's guilt, and the need for distraction... ]

Men like that are always a danger to everyone around them... So it seems like you must've had an encounter with him before arriving here, and then when you did you were thanked for your trouble by being thrown into the lake.

[ She observed, tsking softly at the powers that be. ]

Are any of them here, then? [ She asked, glancing up for a moment before her eyes returned to her task. ] Or is it just you and your father?