Trace: Ah, I’m really tired. This is the first chance I’ve had to sit down and think about what’s going on. Still no memories of my past.
Trace: Who am I… how did I get here? And what is this weird girl? Maybe they’re normal around here…?
Trace: (thoughts) Well, I’m not getting anywhere. Maybe I’ll find out more in the next town. That guy I met earlier seemed to know me. Was I important?
Trace: At least she’s asleep…
Flora: …
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