— Evenings, Klin, — the former inquisitor sat down next to the surprisingly inconspicuous knight, finally noticing him, — how are you holding up? I haven't really seen you since yesterday.
—And in general, well... In my unique "situation," this tragedy is perceived much better than I expected. —the knight lowered his voice. —I met a fellow countryman from Crider, and we agreed to try to revive our village. We need to find more survivors. This gives me some hope. So, if you or the others happen to know anyone from there, please let me know. Also... I found out that there's a tiny chance of a cure. Of course, that's for the distant future, but it's still good to know that such a possibility exists. We'll see.