Narrator: Once she accepted my help, it was easy.
Flora: Wait… what’s going on? You’re not–! Who.. what are you doing to me?
Ephemural: I needed her to willingly want my help, even if it was only for a moment. I have you to thank for that.
Trace: Why would Flora ever want your help? Why was she so unhappy?
Ephemural: You really have no idea.
Ephemural: Flora had fallen in love with you. A stupid little girl with a childish crush. And your words mean
everything to her.
Ephemural: “Just a Keidran.” Remember that?
Trace: That’s what she heard? No.. but she should have realized I didn’t mean it…
Trace: That I couldn’t say that I… that…
Ephemural: That you what?
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