CIRINA: We need to tell the council about this immediately. A bird would take too long. Pontagar, we need to use this ring.
PONTAGAR: Yeah. Uhh … yeah, I was going to do that before Naurik …
NAURIK: MMMF! NG-NG-GMMM!
CIRINA: Go to sleep, traitor.
PONTAGAR: Is he going to be all right?
CIRINA: Sure. Better than ever.
PONTAGAR: Anyway – the ring I was … going to … damn! Why can’t I think? I can’t even remember how to use the thing!
CIRINA: It’s all right, my prince. I know how. If you will trust me with it?
PONTAGAR: Ah – it’s … a really special ring. But … if you know how to –
BRANTIC: Suvremoro?! Your Highness, we heard shouting and noises. Are you all right?
PONTAGAR: Uhhhh …
CIRINA: Oh, shit.
PONTAGAR: Oh … I guess this is it, then? Gods, I wish I could think!
CIRINA: If you will trust me some more, and let me do just a little thinking for us, your Highness, I think I know what would be good for you to say. We only need another hour or so.
PONTAGAR: Ummm … okay, Cirina. I’ll trust you.