Raine: I'm just... confused. I don't even know you.
Raine: You've never spoken to me my whole life. Why now?
Euchre: ...To be fair, for a long time I didn't know you existed. Your mother tried to keep you a secret from everyone. After I learned of you, well.... truthfully, I wasn't sure how to approach you. Or if I should.
Euchre: I'm guessing your mother told you not to trust me.
Raine: ...She told me you don't do anything unless it's part of some scheme of yours. Is this one of them? Giving me this?
Euchre: Yes.
Raine: Wha—? You're just admitting it?!
Euchre: I’m not going to lie to you, my daughter. I am trying to hedge my bets a little. But it’s not against you. I understand if you don’t trust me. I really do care about you, though... as much as I can for anyone.
Euchre: But I suppose I have overstayed my welcome.
Raine: Huh? You’re leaving again? Already?!
Euchre: I have a feeling this estate will not be pleased to have me here much longer, once the security magic is fully restored.
Raine: Dad, wait!
