Here, two Minoan Mists, freshly brewed... I'll have to behave myself, Doctor, since I'm your assistant now. The next time you choke on my strangling tail after getting me mad, I'll make sure you can at least find some solace in my feathers.

Immoral scientist, disloyal mercenary, double-crossing spy... Yes, that's all me. Rules are what bar you from working to your full efficiency, darling, and you must learn to break them. That being said, I'm sure you have more to share with me for what little time we have alone together, other than the rules of Rhodes Island, I suppose?

As senior consultant to Rhodes Island, I'd love to have more time to study the archives and collections of this ship. Meet my coworkers? You see the flow of history and soundless order in those objects. Tell me, what's worth seeing in people?

'Reflect the truth and glimpse the future'? Most astrologers got started just to steal a peek at their own doom. But when Kristen tore open the skies over Trimounts, she debunked astrology as the silly fabrication it is. And that's more interesting than the practice itself.

The foolish build walls, the wise topple them... or vice versa. History is a database that holds more than it seems, full of hints about the future. After all, history itself was the future for countless generations... that's what really grips me.

Our story? Feathers wet by dew from the trees, tails sweeping past decrepit pillars. Thus, knowledge was passed on through generations. We embrace the ever-expanding unknown, and walk toward madness... I don't want to lose my mind, of course. But if that's what it takes to change this ridiculous fate, then I'll do it gladly.

Doctor, were you… avoiding me? I just wanted to show you a newly-excavated ruin I found. What's that? Why do I keep bothering you? Oh my, shouldn't you do some soul-searching and ask why you are the only one I'm bothering?

I saw you with Muelsyse at the mall in Trimounts. That elf surely knows how to work her charm, doesn't she? I could use some assistance from you as well, but my 'approaches' are different. Look down now, my tail will gladly learn the way through your heart, unless you accept my offer.

Tell me, Doctor, how does it feel to lose your memory? I couldn't bear to see a great library reduced to ashes in a fire. But a librarian fool enough to only brush the dust off the shelves pains me even more. Who's sadder, you or me?

Your ears are red. Sensitive, aren't they? Puff... oh, they're getting redder! Now don't you move. You're still at work, you know.

I'm not here representing Maylander or Rhine Lab. I'm here because I, Ho'olheyak, want some further contact with Rhodes Island... Now, now, why are you trying to shake off my hand? I haven't finished introducing myself yet.

Are we done yet?

Congratulations. You've earned yourself a promotion from me too. This time, I brewed four Minoan Mists... do they really punch you that hard? Stay sober now, if you know what's good for you.

Another promotion? Does that mean more permissions at Rhodes Island? There are secrets in this ship that even you don't know about, I can sense that. Just what fun we'll have!

My job is to innovate on these missions. Your job is to be impressed.

There's no plan. Plans change anyway. As long as it helps the mission, you can break the rules at any time.

I'd rather operate solo.

Oh? What a surprise.

I thought I was just here as a consultant.

My, my...Are you sure you want to treat me as a mercenary?

Such ruthlessness! I said I don't like getting my feathers wet.

How rude~ Didn't I tell you not to get dust on my tail?

Leaving so soon?

Could you even leave?

Oh, your Arts aren't working. How can that be?

Did I say I was going to have mercy? I lied.

Doctor, your performance reminds me of a bunch of unfounded legends. But now, I believe in them. Legends no more.

Are you… waiting for a compliment?

Nothing is 100% true. Similarly, nothing is 100% false. Doctor, what we've done is already enough to bring all kinds of change.

Leave the rest to me. I'm used to picking up other people's messes. Use the time to think about how you'll thank me.

Excuse me, are we accommodating a mercenary here, or is this how Rhodes Island welcomes their senior consultant...? Heh, Just kidding.

What, here to challenge Siestan Iced Tea? Or, Minoan Mist?

Careful! These are rare documents. How did I get them? Relax, not by following procedure, I assure you. What, you wanna interrogate me?

Arknights.

Historical society awards ceremony? An annual party for the astrology association? Not interested. Don't you dare think about all that boring stuff when you're with me. C'mon, it's New Year's Day. Aren't you going to ask me to dance? Don't worry, I'll keep my tail from you this time.

Well, if it isn't the Doctor… What a coincidence, us bumping into each other.

The skies of Trimounts have been restored, Doctor, but no one will forget what they saw when they were torn open. What do you see in the future of this land? What can Rhodes Island do? What can I do for you, and for myself? I want your answers.