Lalum: Yeah, the plan about building that village.
Ekhidna: Oh. Yeah, I've been going around recruiting help. Are you going to help out, too?
Lalum: Of course! What do you want me to do?
Ekhidna: Dance, of course. Your dancing cheers everyone up. It makes them feel like getting up and working some more.
Lalum: You think so? Hmm... Well, I can cook, too. You know my Special Stamina...
Ekhidna: No way.
Ekhidna: Ever since I started the rebellion, I've been eating your... I can't even bear to say it in words. Anyway, I wouldn't call it food.
Lalum: I never! I've always been trying...
Ekhidna: Look, Lalum. You usually don't end up burning the house down when you cook a proper meal.
Lalum: That's not a big loss, considering how wonderful my food tastes.
Ekhidna: The wails and moans of the rebel members... I can still hear them echoing in my ears. Has Elphin ever eaten the stuff?
Lalum: Yeah. But he didn't say anything.
Lalum: You see? There's something wrong with everyone else's taste buds. My food was probably too high-class for them. Maybe...Roy might appreciate my fine taste. Yes! I'm sorry, Ekhidna. I have to have Roy try my cooking!
Ekhidna: Lalum. Hey... You were talking about feeding that stuff to Roy, but... Did you really do it?
Lalum: What's that supposed to mean!? He praised me! He said that it was really...uh...that it looked really good.
Ekhidna: So he ate it, huh? When's the funeral?
Lalum: Hmph! I just wasn't doing too well that day! My stepfather always said that he loved my cooking.
Ekhidna: Now, now, even if you can't cook, your dancing is still the best in the world. I should be working hard, too, to let the people live in peace...
Lalum: ...You know, you're really noble.
Lalum: You're always thinking about others. Even this, you're building a village so that other people can live peacefully.
Lalum: You're like those heroes that appear in the sagas that bards sing! You appear, help the needy, and leave as suddenly as you had come... You're also mysterious since you never tell anybody about yourself.
Ekhidna: Right...I don't.
Lalum: But I won't ask. I'm really curious, but there must be an important reason why you won't tell us.
Garret: You were just making fun of me, weren't you! You were teaching me how to dance, huh? Well, that was nothing but a load of crap! When I danced in front of the others like you showed me, they all laughed their asses off!
Lalum: Really? Good!
Garret: What!? Why, you...!
Lalum: Look. An entertainer's job is to let people have fun. No matter how well you can dance, there's no point if your audience isn't having a good time.
Lalum: If you want to make your audience cry, you really have to cry. If you want to make them laugh, you might have too look like an idiot. I know that if my audience is having fun, I don't mind embarrassing myself.
Garret: ...... Damn... You do have a point. ...But it still looks like dancing isn't for me. Entertainment's tougher than I thought...
Lalum: Hahaha... Hey, I thought you did pretty well.
Lalum: What? Oh, I know. You just wanted to see that dance so badly, right?
Ogier: Your dancing... I think I've seen it before somewhere.
Lalum: Huh? You have?
Ogier: Yeah. A small band of entertainers once stopped at my village when I was younger. I went to watch them...and a little girl was dancing in the center. She tripped a few times and made some mistakes, but she was trying really hard. I was going through a tough time back then, but that girl's dancing kind of cheered me up.
Lalum: Hmm... I don't remember it.
Ogier: I didn't think so. But it was really nice. You're probably cheering up a lot of people with your dancing, wherever you go.
Lalum: You're embarrassing me now! But thanks, Ogier. Tell you what. I'll show you one of my special dances some time.
Lalum: It's really amazing!
Ogier: Wow... It is?
Lalum: Hey! You were thinking naughty thoughts again, weren't you?
Lalum: What? Pirates are all the same. You're just going to say shut up, or you'd better not say a word if you want to live, or something like that. Oh! Lalum's in grave danger! But just you wait. Soon Roy'll appear on a shining white stallion and rescue me...
Geese: ...Um, are you done? Listen. I'm not a pirate any more.
Lalum: Hmph! Even if you try to act good like that, I know better! I know you're trying to run off with me because I'm just so irresistible.
Geese: ...You've got to be kidding me.
Lalum: Kidding!? What, are you saying that I'm not cute enough to kidnap!?
Geese: You... No...forget it. Sorry to bother you.