Nora: (through Stoney) Wow, someone really did a number on this thing. At least the head's still intact.
Trace: So is Stoney still alive? Can you fix him?
Nora: (thoughts) Trace… it's a rock. It's not alive.
Nora: (thoughts) As for fixing, I can't. Not out here. Probably better off just replacing it.
Nora: GRARGLE!
Nora: (thoughts) Ergh! Guess I'm up now…
Nora: (thoughts) So tell me, what happened?
Nora: LAP! LAP! LAP!
Trace: To Stoney, or since you've been asleep?
Nora: (thoughts) Both.
Trace: (through Stoney) Well, we travelled back to the mainland. Took a bit longer than expected. But then we got sidetracked in Edinmire, and now we're at my old estate, where we were attacked by Detritus.
Nora: (thoughts) Who?
Trace: It was… well, to be honest I don't really know what it was…
Roselyn: A creature of the fey. He called it a greater mimic. Trace tried imprinting it with a copy of his mind to test if it could serve as a soul vessel for Saria. It failed.
Nora: (through Stoney) HE DID WHAT?!
Trace: You didn't know about any of this, Nora? I figured you of all people were keeping tabs…
Nora: (thoughts) I'm not a god, Trace. You kept a lot of things from people during those final days. …Even from me.
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