Flora: Trace… not you. I thought if anyone would believe…
Trace: I’m not angry. Not at you.
Flora: You… you’re not?
Trace: No, of course not! Listen to me.
Trace: I know you. You don’t have to explain yourself to me — or to anyone else for that matter! If you say it’s the truth, then I believe it!
Flora: Y-you do? Really?
Trace: Yes, I do.
Flora: And you’re not just saying that?
Trace: No, like I told you before, I trust you. Really.
Flora: Thank you! You have no idea how much of a relief that is to hear!
Flora: Although, you didn’t have to tell me to shut up like that…
Trace: Sorry, that wasn’t directed at you.
Flora: …Smoke hallucination?
Trace: Right. But it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t know me, much less you.
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