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Hermit of the Wood: When I found you knocked senseless in the Twelveswood, I knew something was different about you. It is why I let the good Lady Minfilia know of yer predicament.
Hermit of the Wood: Tell 'er all you've seen, whether you believe it yourself or not, and she'll set things as straight as she can.
Hermit of the Wood: Alright then, while it pains me to cut this 'eartfelt reunion short, I've pressing matters to sort out back in Gridania. The younglin's ain't so young anymore, if you catch me meanin'. Farewell, Taveth.
^Insinuating he remembers you. My argument about changing history stands.