Oran: How about making your bed? Gracia?Dimia? Shouldn’t you gather some hay?

      Gracia: How can somebody sleep in those huts?

      Palacia: You will tell us tomorrow!

      Dimia: You aren’t staying here?

      Palacia: Nah, we have training tomorrow…

      Gracia: What training?

      Azur: About breathing… I guess…

Writhwog knows this teaching!  

      Wriwbog: With Master Azareea?

      Azur: Yeah… why?

The Giant is slightly tensioned! Wriwbog knows this master!

      Wriwbog: Nothing…

      Vero: We had that training!

      Palacia: Yes, but this is… for phase-2trainees; it’s a thoroughgoing study!

Master Oran leaves.

      Oran: The beds won’t make themselves!

      Azur: It’s getting late… we should go!

      Dimia: Ohh… I better start grabbing some hay…

Palacia, Azur and Wriwbog begin to leave. Palacia tightly hugs her sister, assuring Dimia she is cared for.

      Palacia: Stay safe; Love you!

      Wriwbog: This is not over!

The underground Garden is quite peaceful. Its beauty surrounds the whole place. The younglings have comfy huts where they can spend the night. The adolescents and the giants head to the surface.