"Oh, it's all right, Angus," she rushes to assure him. "You wanted to gather evidence first like any good detective." Adding a smile to that to hopefully lift his spirits, she's suddenly hit with the feeling that she knows something here. It's an abrupt shift as the smile slips away. Angus thinks he might have been going to talk to the Director during Candlenights, and it's the last thing he remembers. He feels drawn to these murals because it feels as if he was there.
Christine's head snaps back to look at the murals and she jumps up from her seat.
"Oh my God, Angus! Look!" She points to the image of the woman bent before the dragon. "You said it felt like you were there to see what happened in these murals, and you were going to talk to the Director... a woman with short hair who wears robes and carries a staff. Isn't that the Director?"
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Christine's head snaps back to look at the murals and she jumps up from her seat.
"Oh my God, Angus! Look!" She points to the image of the woman bent before the dragon. "You said it felt like you were there to see what happened in these murals, and you were going to talk to the Director... a woman with short hair who wears robes and carries a staff. Isn't that the Director?"