Caelum: "Well, this is a switch. Last time we were here we were banished from this place. At least the dryad seems to be doing okay."
Hräsh: "I suppose there's a certain irony to our predicament."
Caelum: "Wait—hold on a second. Do you see one of those marks on me?"
Hräsh and Hläng study their human friend, each by tilting his head in the opposite direction.
Hläng: "I don't see any."
Caelum: "Well then, it should be easy enough for us to get out… but where should we go?"
Hläng: "I'm not sure we want to go anywhere yet."
Hläng turns to face his brother.
Hräsh: "Maybe this is where we want to be after all."
Caelum: "She'd probably be more helpful than Tiamat."
Hräsh: "If Shimin had sent us after her sooner, he might not be facing execution now."
Caelum: "I would think Shimin's been kind of busy… as have we."
Caelum looks off into the distance.
Caelum: "There's alot of other places we could—or should—have been."
Caelum: "The question is what do we do next."
Hräsh: "As much as I hate to say it…"
Hläng nods his head as Hräsh speaks.
Caelum: "—We should probably go back to Shimin's Isle — it's the logical place to regroup."
Hräsh and Hläng both look surprised.
Hläng: "What about Anastal?"
Caelum: "She's not getting any deader. Shimin might be—and the island might be the best place for mounting a rescue."
Caelum: "And wouldn't they think to look for us on Shimin's Island? Anyways, I can't get us back there today. I'm going to have to wait for tomorrow to get my spells back. It's getting dark; instead of hanging around and disturbing the dryad all night, I'm going to step into town."
Caelum floats off away from the sunset into town.