Allen: You worry too much. (I'm a man, you know?)

Lenalee: I'm sorry. (But you're so young.)

Allen: ...Lenalee, why do you care so much about us? It almost seems like you are fighting only to protect us.

Lenalee: When you close your eyes and think of 'The World'... what do you see...?

Allen: Eh?

Lenalee: I don't see countries, or cities, or multitude of strangers. After all these years of fighting, all I see... are my comrades from the Order. Am I horrible? My friends are more important to me than the world. My friends are my world. When one of them dies... a part of my world dies with them. Even if I saved the world, if I lost all of my friends, I would be shattered.