Guts: Stay behind me. This place reeks of sorcery.
Fennfox: Such hostility for someone who just saved your lives.
Fennfox: Relax, swordsman. I am not one for violence or tormenting mortals. I am helping you.
Schierke: You... you pulled us from our collapsing world. Who and what are you?
Fennfox: Names Fennfox. Please think of me as a benevolent watcher. I oversee your universe and many others.
Casca: How do we know you didn't destroy our home?! Why should we trust you!?
Fennfox: Because I am currently restoring your world and home, I also contained the entity that destroyed your world.
Guts: Why would something like you help mortals?
Fennfox: Mortals amuse me. Your struggles, your determination against impossible odds... It's entertaining. And inspiring.
Schierke: You watch us like... like stories?
Fennfox: Exactly. And some stories deserve sequels. Especially those that would be ended unfairly.
Guts: How long until we can return?
Fennfox: Hard to say. Linear time is such a mortal concern.
Casca: Of course it is.
Schierke: Look, I can see where we first met, Guts. And it looks like our home is done.
Fennfox: Okay, yea... It was not that hard. But maybe you three would like to rest before jumping back...
Guts: No offense, fox god. But we have things to do. Thanks for saving us.
Fennfox: You're not even going to stay for a bit, ask a few questions, or for advice... *sigh* It's fine. Good luck, you three.
