To the Inner Boat Storage Room
Feeling that she is dead weight in the current situation but can't risk Manfred chopping his neck instead, Zarra turn his whole body towards Dorothea. "Come on, let's get you somewhere out of sight."
Still in her daze, Zarra lifts her up by the arm and helps her stand."But, we need to help them. . . right?"
Dorothea asked, still dazed by being knocked out. Her half-opened eyes would stare at the Perrenchman as he helped her get up. "Why did you leave? Both of you left. . ."
The Feskan mumbled as she accepted his help for the current moment."I was gonna come back, but by the time I did, you had already joined the riot, and Carm was nowhere to be found. Next thing I know, you're about to shoot her. I'm helping you now because your boyfriend threatened to shoot me in the face if I didn't."
He says this with a surprising calm.
Inside the storage room, Zarra finds himself instinctively wanting to wander. But doing so would leave Dorothea alone again and he is skeptical she would appreciate that. After all, she- His of thought is derailed as soon as he notices something on a crate in the far end of the room. Upon further investigation, he can't believe his own eyes. How did the Lyre end up here?? There's no way Leon would just leave I behind like that, he saw the illusionist throw it into the mob. Is this some sort of trick? His curiosity supersedes his caution and he handles the curved harp. He strums, it's strings playing a perfect major scale.
It sounds like the real deal, nothing happens when he uses it though. It could simply that he doesn't know how to use it. He's never exactly had a magical instrument before. Yah, the universe has never worked that way. There's no way Leon just left the lyre here, there must be some shenanigans going on, but does Leon even know enough binding to perfectly replicate the artifact? He'll have to take it to Hugo to know for sure.
Dorothea looked at the lyre with a confused look on her face. "Is that really the lyre? . . . Wouldn't it be guarded by mages? . . This seems too easy . ."
She doesn't really remember what happened in the moments before being knocked out."Exactly, it is too easy. I think it's a fake, I don't know how they managed to replicate it so perfectly though. Is Leon skilled enough at Binding to do that?""The guy that wore too many layers of clothes? How could a boy like him ever be that good with binding magic? What even happened when I was not here? . .""Well, we killed 2 Traveler agents, I hit the other in the baby makers, Carm disappeared after Manfred decked you in the throat. I would say a pretty productive few minutes."
Zarra expresses the last sentence with a distinct sarcasm