AL and Forest stood in front of you. AL was smirking, holding a knife, pointed at you, while Forest held a spear in a defensive position. Forest didn't seem to want to fight. AL: Heya, Forest! Forest: yes, AL? AL: Do the thing! Forest: Oh, yes, right. Forest snapped, and you were teleported into an interrogation room, AL and Forest in front of you. AL: What do you know about Allie, punk?!