Woman: HI THERE, FAELYS. DON'T SEE YOUR KIND OFTEN. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
Mero: WE'RE BEiNG THIEVES. LOOK WHAT I STOLE. YOU CAN HAVE IT.
Simon: LET'S GO.
Guard: HEY, YOU! THAT'S FARLON'S!
Woman: BUT... THE FAELYS TOOK IT.
Guard: WHAT? FAELYN HAVE NO NEED FOR SUCH THINGS. THIS IS THE LAST OFFENSE. YOU'RE OUT!
