"I hope you have a really good explanation for this," Lancelot said. "Will trusted you with something more important than all of us and told you to not trust those idiots, and you—"
"Yeah, yeah," Vanilla interrupted him. "I know what I've done! Look, just play along with me. We can't talk in here. They might hear us."
"Hear us? Ah yes, you mean your cultists friends who tried to kill us with bullets from above. Seriously girl, there is something wrong with you."
"You don't need to tell me the obvious. But I can guarantee you that I'm not betraying William Oaths. Play along and we'll get outta this well and alive."
"Yeah, because it's not like that every time I play along with your weird ideas we almost end up dying. Like when we fought that grown-ass spider, or just some moments ago with that wicked monster."
