Cal flips the notebook page to the section with the Katja doodles.
Cal: Plus, we've received a veritable treasure trove of information... as well as some delightful sketches!
Cal shows the page to Katja, who looks confused.
Cal: Look, Miss Katja! Lord Cheth clearly found you compelling. I think he captured your likeness quite effectively. Wouldn't you agree?
Cal continues looking at the page, while Katja pads gently over to Phaedra, who is still sitting contemplatively on the steps.
Cal: As I rejected his invitation to a challenge, I did not interact with the Bonefish beyond a few short words. My audience had a somber, solemn tone. But these notes are far more jolly... as if from another person entirely.
Katja stops at Phaedra's feet.
Cal (offscreen): I suppose we have each met a different Red Tide King, in a way.
Katja places her chin on Phaedra's knees with a whine, looking sorrowful.
Phaedra looks down at her, her expression mixed between regret, worry, and guilt.
Cal (offscreen): And some of us have seen his most unkind face.