Trace: Flora! Use your silverware! And don’t make sounds like that! We’re not animals! Oh, wait…
Flora: ‘Ey! Mr’at’s Ra’shist! Nom!
Roselyn: What a charming young woman…
Roselyn: (thoughts) What’s your game here, Trace…?
Trace: Hey, aren’t you going to join us too, Roselyn?
Roselyn: W-what? Me? Eat with you?
Roselyn: I… can’t. I must attend to the other guests. There’s much work to be done. Sir.
Roselyn: Speaking of guests, I saw the dragoness, Miss Reni, earlier. Althought she seemed a bit—
Reni: (thoughts) Grraawr~! Lousy sun… Lousy wolves… Lousy war… All a bunch of…
Reni: (thoughts) …Oh. Hello. P-please excuse my language!
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