- Wait! I never actually gave this to you, - she says, holding out the Wind Talisman. - So you wouldn't... catch a cold. Well, you get the idea. Maybe you don't even need it, but I'd feel better knowing you have it. Consider it a souvenir from Phaerellia, which is what it is, - she hugs him in response. - Alright, have a good time. And thank you for understanding.

- What a sweet girl, - Sonata finally commented.

- Sweet?... ... ... Yes, she is. You can't deny that. Not everyone in her place would have forgiven Edge Lord-kun, - she looks at him with a gaze that is not so much condemning as it is sympathetic. - You should find a way to cleanse your karma, or else... But never mind. All's well that ends well. To Sonata: - You know, you can learn a valuable lesson from this - anything can happen in this city, so don't be fooled by its outward prosperity. My sense of self-preservation is suffering, and I had to learn some things the hard way, as befits fools, but I hope it won't be in vain and will help you. This time, it ended without any irreparable consequences because Edge Lord-kun is kind and decent, but that's just a fluke... To Lord: - And how did it go at the guild in the end? What did you discuss? It's a shame we couldn't make it yesterday; it would have been interesting to listen. I never thought about the fact that you could also go there.