Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh. Speak of the actual devil.

I see the problem! I see it.

♪ Is the only way ♪

♪ His clothes are in my room ♪

Ah. Thanks. Well, let me know when you want the favor returned.

but I wrote down the formula to the Eldwyn Amalgam.

There's nothing in there remotely fun or worth stealing.

You're clearly in love with whoever you're texting.

[strangled breathing]

[sighs] The bookcase in the sitting room. You know where I mean, don't you, Stella?

You're gonna tell me everything you know about Saul Silva.

Knowledge is power.

As long as my children stay safe.

-Where's Rosalind? -I can stop him.

[Sebastian] It would be a start, but there are thousands of symbols.

-[mystical crackling] -Ah!

Answers that change everything.

Really, can I please convince all of you to stop being so helpful?

You were always such a teacher's pet, following Saul around like a dog.

-[keys jangle] -You should be quick.

Brilliant suggestion on your part.

[indistinct whispering]

-I'm aware. It's cloying. -It's okay to care about him.

[Sky breathes heavily]

Even if it makes you uncomfortable.

And the moment you started to get those answers,

I've looked at the records from Solaria. Maps, vehicle reports.

[ethereal music plays]

There should be a translation text in the library.

All those fairy tales about princesses trapped inside castles,

Love Sam. But that's clearly weird for you, right, Terra?

[tense suspenseful music]

you and Silva, you're gonna figure this out.

Maybe Andreas just isn't as great as you think he is.

[Andreas sighs]

I did think it through.