Celia: What is it?
Avelia: Gods, it's horrible...
Celia: It is, but I think we need to kill it.
Avelia: It's crawling all over me...
Celia: What are you talking about?
Avelia: Oh! It's slimy! Help! Help!
Celia: What's slimy? Avelia, there's nothing all over you!
Avelia: It's there! Don't tell me it's not there! Oh Gods! Oh, it's going to kill me! Ah! Ah!!
Celia: Avelia! Wake up! 
Avelia: I... I...
Celia: I need your help, Avelia.
Avelia: I'm... 
Avelia: OK.
Avelia: I had a moment of weakness. I'm ready now. To battle!
