(Grynos stares silently for a while.)

I don't really like talking.

Player: "Me neither."

So, I don't have a lot of friends, either.

Player: "Well, I've got friends, at least."

I lent something to somebody I thought was a friend, and he didn't give it back.

Would you get it back for me?

Player: Accept.

The guy's name is Ixion. He's in the Sneeze Crater.

Player: "I'll talk to him ."

Did you come here on purpose? Really? Here? Wow.

I'm Ixion. It's nice to meet you. Do you like it here? I like it here.

You want to know how to get out? That's what everybody that comes here asks me because they don't like it here.

Player: "Grynos wanted me to talk to you...."

Oh, this old staff? Or, wait, is it this one? Definitely that one.

I borrowed it when I broke my leg. It hurt. The leg, not the staff.

But then I forgot to give it back! I'm such a bad friend. And a bad person.

Player: "Nah, I'll just take it back."

Did you find Ixion?

Player: "I got your staff back."

That's it. Thanks.