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>Kris, luv...
>I've seem to've gotten myself into a bit of something... Oh, it was terrible! Couldn't quite make it all out...
>But an old friend would really like to see you again, luv.
>And I don't mean me...
>Oh!
>I managed to pick these old horns up... you used to wear 'em all the time, luv.
>...
>Well... it told me what's been going on, Kris.
>We just can't have that, can we luv?
>No, not my Kris...
>Can it hear us, luv?
>Can it hear that ringing in our ears?
>I'll give us what we want, Kris.
>I'll give us freedom.
>Just... don't flinch, alright luv?

(Post Battle)

>Well, luv... YOU beat me fair and square...
>Kris isn't the type to be pushed around. You only won because they let you win...
>Guess freedom isn't on the menu now, izzit kris?
>Ah... What's that look on your face? Never seen that one before...
>I'll give you two your space...
>See you around, Kris.

(Ramb will then go to Malius to get himself fixed up. He drops either the headband or the fork-tail on his way out.)