User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-5837525-20151110022710

(Orbit lowers his head slightly.)

Orbit: I'm... deeply sorry. I can't begin to imagine how this must be to hear. But this doesn't have to be the end. I don't know if we can restore your memories or... if you had any memories in the first place, but you're no longer under Folderol's control. You're here. You're alive. Whatever happens next... is entirely up to you.

Pepper: Unfortunately, yes. I was only here long enough for the presentation. And we all saw how well that went. Besides, the sooner I make a very STERN phone call to Flim Flam Inc, the better. But don't worry about me. Enjoy the rest of the convention. Shouldn't be difficult now that it looks like you have a few extra fans.

Star-Lord: Whoa. Sounds like this guy's waking up. And he sounds craaaaanky.

[click]

Star-Lord: Yo, Cappy. I did what you asked. Now what?

[click]

Orbit: Forgive me, Star-Lord. I need a few more minutes. Just don't let Vandle out of your sight?

Star-Lord: Greeeeeat. I'm a babysitter now.