Evabelle lifts open the mask's mouth with her thumb, looking out cheekily with one eye.

Evabelle: All safe answers. But yes, all true.

Phaedra closes her eyes, indignant.

Phaedra: There. I got it right. Now you have to tell me more about her.

Evabelle looks down, unimpressed.

The statue looms over the group as she addresses them solemnly.

Evabelle: Phaedra Philemon of the Saberfort, this is a warning: If you really love Shoshana and Cheline, you should leave before I say anything else. If you stay and listen to Auntie Cheth's story, you will no longer be the same person who came into this grotto. Stay or go, it's your choice.

Phaedra looks up, curious.

Phaedra: Was she really THAT important?

Evabelle is quiet. Then she cocks her head.

Evabelle: I'll put it to you this way.

She looks down, still solemn.

Evabelle: Everything you know about Lady Shoshana, there is JUST AS MUCH to learn about Auntie Cheth.

Phaedra is silent. Then, with a splash, she sits down in the water, ready to listen.