Keiren: F-Flora? Wha—
Flora: Keiren, tell your men to let. Him. Go.
Daniels: Hey! You can’t talk to the captain that way!
Keiren: No, it’s… it’s alright, Daniels. Go back to… whatever you were doing.
Keiren: Flora, I… I don’t understand. I’m trying to help! This guy—
Flora: —Has done nothing! Something you’d know if you’d just asked me first. You haven’t changed, Kei. You were always deciding for me.
Keiren: Hey! That’s not fair! I’m trying to make up for what I’ve done. I just didn’t know. So this guy, he’s…?
Flora: A friend. And I know how strange that sounds. It’s a long story. One I don’t feel like telling while your goons are holding him.
Soldier 1: “Goons”? Rude. Why is the captain letting a Keidran talk to him like that?
Soldier 2: Eh, probably under orders to play nice with the stripes while they’re here.
Flora: Now, if you really want to make up for before, start by not arresting my friends.
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