User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2016/@comment-5837525-20161115213048

(The purple mist around Sombra's eyes fades away as he briefly closes them in contemplation.)

Sombra: Me? A very dear friend of mine taught me that greatness is allowing somepony else to be the best pony they can be, regardless of their faults. Accepting all that one is, despite the expectations that are enforced upon them. That one's "destiny" is not written in stone.

(Sombra opens his eyes again, having returned to their previously calm sea-green.)

Sombra: That -- to me, at least -- is greatness, Parlys. One need not be raised upon a pedestal to be great. One need only do great things.

Freeheart: To your home, of course! ...Unless... you don't want me to?