You are randomly wondering around a fairly large and posh garden. From a respectable distance, you can see Blitzø close to Stolas while he’s trying to relax on a chair and read. Blitzø tells Stolas how he wants to feel like he’s earning his way to earth and tries to get Stolas to have sex with him. But Stolas makes a sarcastic statement.

Stolas: “wow, poetry. I’m sure such a statement would’ve had me swooning by now.”