*Phiirrrrrrrraaakkkkshuuuuuuur"
"Oooh. What do we have here? Burning books, wood, or…..pictures? No, no, Ooo…aaah…aaghh…ooo…no…..I got you. Whoo….whoo.
Huuuu...haaaaaghh. It's not much, but better than none. I'll just take these few photos back to the house and....where is the House?"
"Darius, are you down here? If you are, we're headed to bed. Just be mindful of any trips. Don't want to wake Braemos. I'll talk to him in the morning and see if he has cooled down. Goodnight."
"Chirp, Chirp."
"I know, Tweety. It'll be a long night, but if we stay huddled together by the fire until it cools, we should be good? Night everybody. Oh, is this rock take…aaagh..Not a rock. Not a rock."
"Hey, look before you sleep."
"Xenar, you can talk?"
"Of course I can talk. What did you think? Hit your head or something?"
"Xenar, I….ohhh.. Ha. You're not the one talking. I SEE YOU OUT THERE, WHOEVER YOU ARE. COME ON. DON'T BE SHY. I JUST WANT TO….Get your hands off of those. Those pictures aren't for you."
"Oh no. HEY, WAIT FOR ME. WAIT FOR….*Ouchh!! Get off me, kid. Let go of my leg."
"Never. Not until you give me back those pictures."
"I said, 'Off. OFF'
"Ouch, stop hitting me with your feet. Okay, okay, I'm letting go. Happy? Please don't.....run?"
"I'll take those, thank you.
Kid, why are you trying to save these pictures of Ruby? She's been dead for ages. We all know that."
"Why are you trying to steal them? Are you in with Braemos."
"Hey, I ask the questions here. You two, on your feet."
*Humppph*
"So, do I have to ask again?"
"No, for she is not dead...…..but she's not yet alive either."
"Kid, do you know what would happen if you were to have given little Ruby these adult grownup pictures? Might cause her to think differently. I don't know, want her to achieve them."
"You don't want her to?"
"She's lived her life, and died of it. No need to have her live it again. Follow us. Don't worry, we're the good guys."