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You awaken the next morning to a golden dawn, though the crooked gray mountain still hangs in the sky. There's a great deal of commotion near the center of town, where Keimia is keeping Control. Elsewhere, near the simple dock by the river, warriors are checking their stone arrowheads and staring upriver toward the jungle-clad mountains where they say the Apostolic Mound dwells. Soon it will be time to leave. But what of Control?

While the controllers remain silent in their wooden cage near the warriors lodge, Stralchus and Keimia argue. They manage to get their dislike of one another across despite their ignorance of each others' language. From what you can hear, Keimia distrusts Control and wants to set out soon for the Apostolic Mound, while Stralchus seems less interested in freeing Control (whom he does not trust) and more interested in casting aspersions on Keimia's motivations and loyalties.