...By which, you mean a corpse? Are you suggesting there's been a murder here?

[Death on the battlefield is one thing, Luca. Murdering civilians is another matter entirely, and one Lucina treats with the utmost gravity. Her hand comes to rest on the handle of her sword, and she looks around at the others as she whispers to him.]

You don't suppose the culprit is among us, do you? Is that why we're here?