No'Coure thinks for a moment, his gem sputtering as multiple images flash inside," Th-There was a calendar... August 15th.... 1951." He says, scratching his head as trying to remember appears to hurt him.<br/><br/>Penelope looks at her belly " I-It's going to be okay Artair... I p-promise." she says, just before tripping and landing right in front of Elder.