Guy: Yes. *Pointing to the boy* His name, I presume, is Cody Green. *Pointing to the gargoyle* K'Warra K'laar. I know no more than you about the first two. K'Warra K'laar I know is a powerful magic user who is very old.
K'Warra: Old? Do you see any wrinkles?
Chere: *frustrated* Aren't you supposed to be the 'white hats'? The good guys? Good guys don't leave teenage girls locked up in cages, do they?
K'Warra: If you'd listened to me eight months ago, we wouldn't still be here. But no. You wouldn't trust me.
Chere: You tried to kill me! Twice! How on earth can you ask me to trust you!
K'Warra: Oh, don't act so offended. It was a simple misunderstanding. It's not as if I'm still after you.
Chere: Simple misunderstanding?! You tried to kill me!
*The boy wakes up at that. He sits up and looks around at the group owlishly without saying a word. His eyes are colored an unnaturally bright shade of green*
Chere: Cody? You're...awake?
*The boy stares at Chere, then at K'Warra*
Cody: Chere? K'Warra? What are we doing here? *He stares outside again* Why are we in cages?
K'Warra: Thank your short friend on the other side of you for that.
Chere: I told you, this wasn't my fault! If you hadn't been trying to---
K'Warra: Kill you, this never would've happened. I know. You've said it enough before. And by enough, I mean several hundred times. A day.
Chere: *petulantly* I so have not said that...that much.