- Kassandra: I have your father's armor, Timotheos.
Kassandra handed him the armor.
- Timotheos: That's... that's great news! Where did you find it?
- Kassandra: I went to the merchant in town. The armor wasn't stolen, Timotheos. Your father sold it.
- Timotheos: That doesn't make any sense. My father wouldn't lie to me. What matters is you got the armor back. Thank you, misthios. Truly.
