The lady Cheth leans down into Phaedra's face, looking menacingly gleeful - and just a little exasperated. The tears have cleared from her eyes - the eccentric smile hides any evidence of previous pain.

Cheth: But you know who ISN'T?

With a SLAM, a tattooed fin smashes open one of the round windows from the outside, opening it with a bang. Through it cranes the neck of the plesiosaur, holding Pavel by the edge of his coat, filling the room red threads and golden light. Phaedra looks back with a start, as the lady Cheth looks over with a big smile on her face. The boy looks wide-eyed and bewildered, clasping both his lantern and the notepad in his arms.

Cheth: Miss Phaedra Philemon... it is my honor to introduce you to your NAVIGATOR.