[Oh, good. Maybe Zell didn't see that it's a butterfly. That's all Irvine would need, is Zell ribbing him about having a butterfly on his chest. Even if it does look pretty damn awesome, thank you very much. He's not even too unhappy about keeping it. Irvine drops the necklace back around his neck.]

Important for ... everyone else?

[Damn, Irvine is flagging, and badly. He winds up going to the nearest wall and sinking onto his haunches, Exeter across his knees and head resting back against the wall. Can't sit down, don't know whether they're properly safe yet. If he sits down he won't get up again.]

... Okay. You're going to have to bear with me, man. I haven't slept since we walked into that damned castle. What have you found out?