Theatre District

"So you are a friend."

A guinea pig behind Jean whispers something to him.

"Ah, it seems we have more company."

When you turn around, you see a Royal Guard approaching. She's a harsh-looking chinchilla.

"As I told you earlier, Jean, move along. You and your gang aren't welcome here."

"Ah, but we are just talking. Are we not allowed to talk?"

"I know you're involved in the revolution. Once I get some evidence, you're as good as dead."

"You Royal Guards... always so hostile. We'll move along, alright?"

The guard stalks away. Jean speaks quietly to you.

"It would be best for us to get out of here. If you truly would like to join the revolution, come find us in the Lower City."

The guinea pigs slip into the shadows.