Tiffani: GASP!
Shiara: GOOD MORNING, PRINCESS. I TAKE IT YOU HAD A NIGHTMARE?
Tiffani: AHHH!!!
WHO ARE YOU? ARE YOU ONE OF THE THIEVES? I'M SORRY FORTAKING YOUR BED, BUT SIMON SAID IT WAS ALL RIGHT.
Shiara: THIEF? NO, I'M THE GARDENER.
RANDAL TACOBÁ'S GARDENER.
MY NAME IS SHIARA.
Tiffani: TACOBA... ARE YOU HERE TO TAKE ME AWAY? IS THAT WHY YOU'RE IN MY BED? WHERE'S SIMON? DID HE SELL ME?
Shiara: TACOBA TOLD ME TO COME FIND YOU. SO IDID.
Tiffani: DOESN'T HE WANT YOU TO BRING ME BACK?
Shiara: PROBABLY. BUT I WON T. HE WANTS TO USE YOU, PRINCESS.
Tiffani: THEN WHY COME HERE?
Shiara: FOR THE THIEF. BUT HE WENT OUT WITHOUT NOTICING ME. HE WILL BE JUST AS SURPRISED AS YOU.
Tiffani: SIMON? WHY?
Shiara: ...
Tiffani: YOU'RE A FAELYS, RIGHT? BUT DIFFERENT FROM THE ONE I KNOW, MERO.
Shiara: AH... HE IS YOUNG, NOT USED TO HUMANS, EVEN THOUGH HE WANTS TO BE ONE. HE DOES NOT EVEN USE HIS SPORES FOR SOME REASON.
Tiffani: YEAH, I'VE NEVER SEEN ANY PLANTS... WELL, GROWING OFF HIM. I'M SORRY, IS THAT WHAT'S HAPPENING?
