Flora: I dunno, I think it’s kinda neat.
Trace: Neat? Weird’s more like it. I know a language I didn’t yesterday…
Flora: What did you say, anyway?
Trace: Oh… well, I… I just told them you were with me, so they couldn’t touch you. Diplomatic immunity.”
Flora: So… What did Eric say?
Trace: Eric? He agreed to the plan.
Trace: After we’re done and said our good-byes to Keith, we’ll leave and head towards Lyn’Knoll. It should take a lot less time than it did to sail out here. The island is much closer to the east coast than where we left.
Trace: He did have… one condition though. For going out of his way, he wanted you to model for him some more… er, once a week.
Flora: Once a—?! No! Wait… You didn’t agree, did you?
Trace: Well… yeah, we need the ship to get back.
Flora: Trace! Why would you do that?
Trace: Huh? What do you mean? You did it last time. Why are you getting upset about it?
Flora: I’m not getting upset because of Eric. I don’t like it, but I’d probably agree to it again if I was asked. I’m upset because you made the decision for me!
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