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CHANGELING: No, no... I detest trickery. But if we ourselves are to suffer
deception, our hands are no longer tied. Where ARE we?
HARUSPEX: Well, a muscular contraction is there. Means we're already inside
of him. THIS must be one of the ventricles, right here.
CHANGELING: What a silly place... it's stuffed! So it's not real for now? I
don't think it has started, yet.
BACHELOR: Does it matter what it's made of? It's definitely struggling. We
need to perform sectio transversalis. Cut the wall. There's no
other way out. What else is there to do?
CHANGELING: I KNOW what to do. Those who favor hard logic and direct action are
bound to be misguided. Only a miracle can set us free without us
having to destroy something. And I can DO miracles. Just let me.