"I don't think I've seen that one, but no, you're right. It doesn't matter, not really. I'm just looking for someone, a friend who was put into a different group when we arrived." She sighs and keeps on driving, the dreamscape shifting from a sunny day into a summer rainstorm, which prompts her to flick on some headlights and wipers.

"But no, this whole 'dragonsworn' bit is just a stupid notion, and those hidebound reptiles need to get over themselves if they really want to stop these demons. I was just hoping you'd met a man named Vegeta, or knew what...color...he'd been stuck in is all."