*the wanderer dropped the boards, which barely made a sound, soon footsteps were heard overhead*
Heeeh, I thought I heard them just over here, I swear.
They're dead Pire, locked up tight in the chapel in bone bottom, you're still going crazy over that?
I'm telling you this was real, their voice was just here...
I get you miss them but they were a really bad enemy of the citadel.
Oh don't give me that Hal, you knew them as well as I did they were just trying to live their life.
Well "living their life" caused riots when some bugs caught wind of their little rebellions, do you really think that they were good?
No, I think they were insistent on helping others, like they did with you, with me even.
*Hal goes silent for a few seconds*
Well let's go, that nectar isn't going to drink itself.
*the sound of footsteps fades away, the conversation fading with it*
So now that they're gone you see how close you constantly were to getting me most of those times? That poison just made me sloppy with my technique, made me leave the door open...I wonder if that camp is still intact?