Narration: That night, long ago…
Trace: Alright, that should be enough to last for now.
Trace: Oh, hey! You’re still up. I didn’t wake you, did I? I just left to gather more firewood.
Flora: No. I’ve been awake.
Trace: Oh… okay.
Trace: So, um… since we’re both still up, there’s something I wanted to ask you earlier, but… I wasn’t sure if it’d be rude to do so. That guy from before called you a “Keidran.”
Trace: Is that the name of your… species?
Flora: …Do you really not know? This isn’t some elaborate trick or something? Playing dumb to bring me back?
Trace: What? No, no!
Trace: I’m not trying to “bring you back” anywhere. I was just curious. All I know for sure about Keidran so far is that they have orange fur and stripes.
Flora: What? We don’t all have… wow, you don’t know much, do you?
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