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From Dor's old gear, only the shirt seems to have remained; everything else is new.
Well, that's now, but it was different in the canteen. Author
—Who are you? We've already met... I can only assume what you were doing "thirty minutes" ago, what "happened," and what the "situation" was, but I'm here for a different reason. About Her. —points towards the sealed Shadow.
- This is very suspicious. No random, uninvolved person could have ended up here right now, - he glances towards the finger. - Who? What are we looking at?..Author
—My name is Rad! I'm traveling a bit.
- What are you glad about, Rad? Is it this? - he gestures with his hand towards the ashen body, the pile of debris from the golem and dead cats. - Listen, friend. If you're not involved, just tell us how this happened. If you ended up here completely by chance - which seems doubtful - we'll understand. But please, don't make things up. There are enough perceptive people here. We've had a very bad day, and we wouldn't want to make it any worse.