Evals: Ngh!
Mike: Ngh!
Juror 1: There they go.
Juror 1: …He’s not coming back, is he?
Aster: Hmph, we should be so lucky. Good riddance.
King Adelaide: Don’t be so sure we’ve seen the last of our wayward kin.
King Adelaide: A storm is brewing in the north. There may soon come a time when we will be the ones to come to him.
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