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[[Trudy and Esther Matusevitch are still sitting by the fire.]]
Esther: You never explained how _you_ ended up here.
Trudy: I'm... still trying to figure that out myself.

[[View shows half of Trudy's face, with a link-image/memory of two images of "Nega-Nick", first in his full imperial regalia, goatee, and scar, and second in his disguise as Nick, without the goatee and scar.]]
Trudy: I... slept with a man who... wasn't who I thought he was. The short version: He impersonated a man I care about. I had a weakness, and he exploited it. I was a fool.

[[View shows the other half of Trudy's face, with a link-image/memory of "Nega-Nick" in the hospital being assimilated by the Physaric.]]
Trudy: But he wasn't alone. He had one of those... _things_ with him. It wasn't controlling him; it was there, passive, unable to act. I didn't know it at the time... but I can sense it now...

[[Trudy and Esther lit by the fire.]]
Esther: [grumbling] It always come back to a man, doesn't it...
Trudy: Dad's dead, mom. Give it a rest already.