Simon: Sorry for making your job harder.
Guard: Thanks. But the nobles probably make it harder than you do. Speaking of nobles, how do you know Isabel?
Simon: Well, you can't tell anyone. But one day we snuck into the castle for some business. She saw me...
Tenci: Shh!
Isabel: Hello? What happened to the lights?
Tenci: Run!
Isabel: Simon?
It's you, isn't it? Where have you been?
It's me, Isabel. Remember, Simon?
Simon: Isabel. Of course. How could I forget?
"I didn't know who she was, but I just went with it and have used her since."
Guard: And she never figured it out?
Simon: She saw what she wanted. We were never together long enough for her to doubt.
Guard: Look, you've been a pain, you know? But you're one of us, too. You're getting to them. Stealing their jewels, their light, and their daughters.
The nobility doesn't seem so untouchable around you. And well, it seems like Simon didn't hear me, and everyone thinks you're dead. So I can either stay here and wait, or...
