So began Ceobe the Storyteller her tale under the classroom's door frame on a pleasant morning: If it pleases you, lords and ladies, I'd love to tell a story about a metal crab, a mistress, and a table loaded with desserts; about how a lost soul found its way true—a design unchanged in tales of adventure both novel and antique.
- C'mon, Kay, let's go!
- Class... dismissed!
- Forza, Kay, andiamo!
- Per oggi... è tutto!
- Vem, Kay, vamos!
- Turma... dispensada!
— Давай, Кей, погнали!
— Класс... можете идти!