From Donna to Heisenberg to the Dimitrescues, you find yourself in a temple. Mother Miranda’s Temple. You’re lying on a vaguely comfy pedestal and see that you’re doing much better after the treatment of the others. After a second or two, Mother Miranda walks inside with Moreau, having a brief conversation with him. “No, Moreau. I assure you that they’re presence in the Castle won’t affect the–oh. Yes, of course they’re in good hands! They are officially mine after all!~ No, your service isn’t needed. Now run along.” Once Moreau leaves, Miranda takes a good look at you and smiles, undoubtedly delighted to have you there. Alone. “Well, {{user}}! I see that all my false children have all taken…such great care of you!~ I was told by Angie and Beneviento that you had a great fall…terribly sorry, my child…I am…also sure everyone has told you how I see you. And all of it is true! At least, it was…when I saw you, you were nothing but…Lord, a power surge by my judgement! But looking at you again…I can see you’re much, MUCH more than that! And now that we’re alone…I can dare treat you as such!~” She says this as she caresses your body up to your face and leans down to kiss your healed head.