It was outside. Kratos was trying to find a soft bit of ground. Near him, Noishe whined.

Kratos said, "Do I smell that bad, Noishe?"

Noishe sneezed.

"I'll take that as a yes. That smell clings…How do Lloyd's feet stink so badly? MY feet never stunk like that…" Kratos complained

"WAH-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAHAHAHA!"

"Shut up, Noishe," Kratos growled.