"But that's sad! I mean, can't anyone tell you anything about them? I would want to know..." Rosy sighed. "Man, my family problems are nonexistant compared to yours... and wow, amnesia again. So many Felloxes have amnesia, too, and we even have a Lucain with it as well. Creepy."
"That's true. The shorter grass shouldn't be far away, after all. It's just this part that's so overgrown." She looked up again, but still couldn't see anything. "Well, we found quite a few eggs again anyway. And we didn't even get wet this time, which is a good thing." Rosy slowly had the feeling that the grass was getting shorter. "I think the direction is the correct one, at least. We should soon be out of the grass-jungle."