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We don't look the part to you?

Nope.

Uh, you look more like you came looking for trouble.

Ah, haha. Us? Perish the thought!

I'm so enamored of Kjerag's scenery and culture. I'm even contemplating spending my retirement here!

Yes, right, so long as there are no major issues, we shall remain nothing but tourists, naturally...

And what if—

—How about you, Rosalind?

You speak the Kjerag tongue fairly well for a tourist. Is this your first time here?

Somebody's changing the subject hard and fast!

Hah.

Whatever. I didn't get to this part, did I?

You could call me half Kjerag, even if I don't really feel like one at all. I grew up in Ursus with my mamochka.

Oh, so your mother is Ursine?

Yep, but she told me I was born in Kjerag, and my papa is from here...

I don't remember much about anything that happened when I was a kid. I guess you could call this a vacation.

Hmm, I see.

By the way, I've been meaning to ask since we met...

What is that box you are holding, Rosalind?

Oh, this...?

Forgive me. If that intrudes upon your privacy in any way, you need not answer.

It's okay. It's not really a secret or anything. I'm just figuring out how to explain it...

It's something that... my mamochka left to me.

My...

Please accept my condolences.

I am sorry to raise such a painful topic, Rosalind.

Truly sorry.

Hmph, what's so painful about this?

I'm here to fulfill Mamochka's wishes.

Madam Degenbrecher, I...

Everything is okay now.

I've taken care of everything that needs taking care of.

Thank you so much, Madam.

If it wasn't for you, who knows what would have happened to me? Thank Kjeragandr I'm still alive.

This is all that I can do.

Sorry. It's not... a pretty sight.

*sigh*. There wasn't any other way...

Ma'am, you have blood all over you. Maybe you should clean up first?

Later.

Time is of the essence. Even though I may have solved the problem for now, I can't guarantee this will be the end of it.

The most important thing is to find the one we're looking for.

But, ma'am, we got news that they're already leaving the station.

Asking the railway to stop the train would only cause a panic.

Stop the train?

There's no need for that.

What else can we do?

Look down.

Wait...

The train is about to pass right under us!

Yes.

Wait, m-ma'am?!

Her figure as she descends upon the train seems both lighter than snow and heavier than stone.

Right then.

Where might they be?