– Hmm, Lord Faineant is alive, – Camistella rejoiced at the news. – Yes, we are acquainted. After Lord Faineant left for Calcite, his fate remained unknown. He is, you see, a purely creative personality. War is not his thing... not like it is for us, however strange that may sound. Well, I think I should visit him. If you don't mind, I'll leave you for now, Protector.
Ten minutes later, Camistella reaches the temporary dwelling of her old acquaintance and finds him in the company of two S'kraems (but not the kind she might have expected...).
– Aaa, C-A-M-I! – Faineant runs up to her and hugs her tightly.