[Vaan pauses.
Should he tell her? After a bit of thought - well, he doesn't know if somebody like her would believe it. And by that, he meant somebody that deeply in favor to... those two. Those two oddball rulers.
He looks to her, straight in her eyes with his singular one.]
I've heard of you from... friends of mine. [He wouldn't call them friends, but.] You were honored by them... with a portrait with your name clearly below it. A knight from t-the distant past.
[...Vaan looks totally nervous.]
Though, if you don't believe that - well, that's fine.