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at his son and looks over at the rest of you, |
tired. Still, amongst the trauma he has suffered, |
there is a pride and a silent strength to him– |
very much similar to that you’ve seen in Nila. “I |
do not know by what grace you’ve come to us, but |
thank you.” |
MARISHA: Well, we relied on your mate here. |
Couldn’t have done it without her. |
SAM: Yeah, she’s quite impressive. |
MATT: “That she is,” and pets the back of your |
head. |
MARISHA: Now, if I was you, I’d run. |
SUMALEE: What about your friends? |
MARISHA: You have a child with you. You need to |
get him out of here. He’s suffered enough. We’ve |
got it from here. |
SUMALEE: Thank you. |
MARISHA: We wouldn’t have gotten this far without |
you. |
SUMALEE: Clay? |
TALIESIN: Yeah. |
SUMALEE: We’ll go back to your temple. Will you |
help these people– will you help these friends? |
TALIESIN: Yeah, I like what’s happening here. |
Here, come on. Give me a hug. |
SUMALEE: Nila gives him a big hug. |
TALIESIN: Some tea for the road. I’ve got a bit of |
it left. |
(laughing) |
SAM: Is it already steeped, or is that just the– |
TALIESIN: No, it’s just loose leaf. |
SAM: Oh, okay. |
TALIESIN: It’s not a bag. It’s just loose leaf. |
MATT: Kitor picks up Asar and throws him over his |
shoulder, now standing in his full form, just |
below the ceiling of this chamber– taller, even, |
than Clay. “Thank you. Let’s go home.” |
TALIESIN: See you soon. |
MARISHA: We’ll see you later. |
SUMALEE: Oh, before I forget. Nila wears a |
necklace of six red feathers. Four of these |
feathers were people from my tribe who were taken: |
one for Kitor, one for Asar, one for Duma, and one |
for– oh, shoot. So emotional, but I know it– |
Duma and Masag. Masag was one of our strongest. |
They took him too, and Duma was the little one |
that Jumnda mentioned. One feather was for me, for |
leaving my tribe to find my family, and I took an |
extra one because I thought I would find friends |
who might help me. I will give it to you. I undo |
the feather, pull it off; it’s a perfectly intact |
red feather. I don’t know who will take it, but if |
you ever need our help, you can come to the |
temple. If, by chance, we’re not there– but only |
because one of us would go back to check on the |
others of our tribe– we’ll be in the Crispvale |
Thicket. Just go where the moss is the thickest, |
and I’ll be there. Thank you for everything. Thank |
you so much. |
MARISHA: We’ll find you again, Nila. |
SUMALEE: Thank you. Let’s go. |
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