Findal: "Oh, thank you, thank you. I thought I was going to die down here."
Player: "Don't thank me yet. I'm here to finish what they started."

Smashing! Soon, my friend - soon we can share a flagon of something liquid and a tale of derring-do!

I am so much more than what you made me.

But loneliness that deep gets into the marrow. Now that I’m here - among friends - I can feel it burning out of me. Little by little, step by step.

You were never burdened with intelligence, but your load seems to be especially light these days.