"You think so?" The idea of this park's mysterious nostalgia made him wonder. "It's strange, a ruined park whose heyday we must take on faith. No one of us experienced it at its freshest; we only see ruin now." He idly sucked on one of the canes before sputtering. "Ack!" And that was when his tongue was weak. "How wretched! Talk about ruin!" Not his brightest move, eating old candy.

Round they go, on another railed trip through the castle catacombs. There were little things Ted missed that kept the trip from being too stale. He saw a room filled with presumably wine barrels, with far too much dust for even the most indolent castellan. Torches that must not have been lit, not even falsely by electricity, adorned every hall.

He resolved to copy Jade when they reached the end with the two-hand technique. He almost didn't get anything, spreading out his depleted senses into two impotent halves. He's surprised and quick to praise when Jade ups the ante.

"Hah, goodness? Why didn't I think of that? Not one to shy from stark efficiency, eh? Pray tell the real key is among them."