Mary: Aaaah! Please, stop it! I’ll do anything, just please…
Trace: Hurts like hell, doesn’t it? Now you know how I’ve felt all these years.
Mary: Trace.. you bast— aaah!
Trace: Heh, you look good as a wolf.
Trace: Won’t your daughter be surprised when she sees you now. I’ll be sure she does.
Mary: No! Not Raine! She’s just a child! You monster!
Trace: You’re the monster now.
[WANTED: Posing as a shopkeeper 3000G]
Trace: This is only the beginning.
Trace: Huh? Keidran?
Flora: It’s me, Flora!
Trace: Oh, Flora! Sorry, I must have been daydreaming. Heh heh. I must still be…
Trace: ‘Cause it looks like you’re naked again.
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