The bipedal feline raised his ears when Gog's voice came out from the stone. He seemed to understand that the rock was Gog, but remained curious. He rubbed his cheek on the stone's surface.

"It is the trole. Nekoboro likes stone trole, meow. Stone trole is nice, meow~"

"It is a Troll, Sir Nekoboro...aaah, nevermind, just call him whatever you want," Kyouka sighed in defeat, only stroking Nekoboro's head gently. The cat purred in content. "You can pet him if you want, Mister...Gog, isn't it?".

"No fair, Kyouka, not with thaaa...meoooow..."

He let out a voice as if in ecstasy.

"So Mister Gog and Lia travels together, right? It is peculiar for a Troll to be friendly to humans. In my books they're pictured so savagely. Ah...sorry for jumping to conclusion, Mister Gog. Also, please don't hate Nekoboro. He's just...actually I don't understand what he's thinking," Kyouka said while still petting the cat. Her hand was now stroking Nekoboro's belly, with the latter laying sprawled on his back atop the rock.

"That's right, Gog-trole can change to stone. Gog-trole can use magic, meow?"

So Nekoboro could understand that the Troll's name was Gog. That trole thing seemed to linger around though...

"We're in a quest to find someone who could destroy magical bindings, meow,"

Now sitting straight up, Nekoboro produced a thin leather-bound book. What made it stood out was the lines of rope tying it up, having runes etched on them. No matter how strong he pulled the rope, they stayed firm.

"The magical binding prohibits opening through strength. I want to open this, meow. This is important to me...maybe Gog-trole or Lia could, meow?"