Hmm. [Straightens up, looking around the ruins as the memory continues to play behind them.] I'm not sure what else would be the most precious to me in these ruins...besides Mikleo, who's right there.

Augh, [scratches a hand through his hair anxiously,] we came in here so often that I'm not even sure when we found what. It could be anything in here. [Behind him, the children start to scamper away further down the passage.]