Gallatin and Cahir in “Unfinished Business”

Francesca spouts her nonsense about her prophecies, Hen Ichaer, while the Scoia'tel die pillaging supplies, all so we don't die from hunger and frost.

Cahir

And I thought all you pointies were supposed to be superstitious. You don't believe in the legends of the Elder Blood?

Please, my people were building civilizations while you blunt-eared bastards still thought thunder was the gods passing wind. I believe in facts.