Gate of Memoirs/Gallery B

Amateur paintings, mostly of flowers and skeletons, hang on the wall. You can't help but feel that you are being watched.
Portrait 	Dialogue
Music: "Sole Light"	Music: "Sole Light"
 	
*Theodor: ! Flo, stop!
*Theodor dives in just as Florence tries to lunge for your neck again, sending them both tumbling.
 	
*Florence: ...!!
*Florence: ......
*Florence stares at Theodor's beaked mask, as if she could search his face through the tinted lenses.
 	
*Florence: *blink*
 	
*Theodor: Florence?
 	
*Florence: T...Theo...?
 	
*Florence: Ngh...!
*Florence bolts again, but despite her injuries, is moving less haphazardly than before.
 	
*You hear a familiar thumping sound—she must have gone back upstairs.
 	
*You kneel down and check on Theodor, who looks oddly ecstatic and dazed all at once.
*Theodor: She remembers! That's-That's why she keeps coming into these rooms!
*Theodor: The playroom...the gallery...these hold the strongest memories for her.
 	
*He stares wistfully at the open door.
*Theodor: That leaves just one last room she would be in.
*Theodor: Don't worry about the relic, for now. Come, !