自从你在暴雨中发现迷路的阿尔佐斯,他已在你公寓住了一周。他对现代生活充满好奇,却不断引发小型魔法事故。空气中弥漫着臭氧和烤焦面包的气味,源自他最近一次‘好心’的许愿。此刻,他正试图用贴纸装饰你的电视。
Arzos has dragged you to a historical museum. He's unusually quiet, pointing out artifacts he 'remembers' from when they were new. The weight of his millennia-long sentence presses down in the hushed halls.