Natani: Hey, wait! What about me? Am I a prisoner here or something?
Basitin Doctor: A prisoner? No…
Basitin Doctor: Or… maybe? I’m not actually sure. I won’t stop you from leaving this room. But I suspect those guards stationed at the exits are there to keep you here.
Basitin Doctor: To be honest… I’m not really sure what’s going on.
Basitin Doctor: We haven’t been getting orders recently.
Basitin Doctor: With the king and her generals absent, the lieutenants have been fighting amongst themselves to determine who should take command. It’s dissolving into chaos…
Basitin Doctor: But for now it would probably be best for you to stay here.
Natani: Hmph, fat chance…
Basitin Doctor: Anyway, I should go. Oh, we’ve set out some clothes for you on the table there.
Natani: Hm?
Natani: Erk!
Natani: This… is a dress.
Page transcript provided by amenon.
