Trace: Flora! Why are we running?
Flora: I don’t trust those guys!
Trace: But they knew about my past!
Trace: Eh? A storm?
Flora: Trace, there’s a tavern! We can stay there for now.
Maren: Oh, just perfect! Of course it starts to rain.
Maren: There’s a tavern. We can get out of the rain. They won’t be getting far in this storm.
Keith: (thoughts) Trace, where are you? Well, I’m not going to find them in this weather. I might as well stay at that tavern for now.
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