Tiffani: (SORRY SIMON, NOT THIS TIME.)
SOMETHING HORRIBLE HAS HAPPENED! I... DIDN'T KNOW WHO COULD HELP ME, SO I CAME HERE.
Tacoba: OF COURSE, CHILD. I'LL HELP YOU, BUT FIRST OF ALL, LET'S THANK THIS YOUNG MAN FOR BRINGING YOU HERE SAFELY.
TIffani: WAIT, YOU DON'T KNOW WHO HE IS? THE LIGHT THIEF? HE IMPERSONATED YOUR SON. AREN'T YOU ANGRY AT HIM?
Tacoba: OH! HE'S THE LIGHT THIEF? WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH HIM, TIFFANI? LET ME KEEP YOU SAFE.GUARDS!
Tiffani: DON'T IMPRISON HIM! HE HELPED ME!
Tacoba: (TIFFANI, WHILE I APPRECIATE THAT HE HELPED YOU, I'M NOT CONVINCED HE DID IT FROM THE KINDNESS OF HIS HEART.)
(HE IS A THIEF, AFTER ALL. AND YOU KNOW ME, I'M A COLLECTOR OF ART. I EVEN HAVE A FAELYS GARDENER WHO SHAPED MY TREES. I DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE WITH HIM HERE.)
Tiffani: SIMON, THANK YOU FOR GETTING ME HERE AND KEEPING ME SAFE. I THINK IT'S BEST IF YOU GO NOW, THOUGH.
