Koh Rabntah: Aha! I thought an inquiring mind like yours could not resist my offer. Well, come then, produce the records of NOAH's expeditions to the Crystal Tower.
Koh Rabntah: I seek nothing so crude as a tome, though. No, memories speak far truer than written words, my girl. Kindly conjure all you have seen in the Crystal Tower within your own mind.
Koh Rabntah: No, no, do not tell me either! <sigh> You are clearly unfamiliar with oneiromantic pearls. These are devices capable of holding memories─an invention born of my beloved oneiromancy and some technological manipulation of the mind.
Koh Rabntah: Now, allow your mind to drift back to all you have done with NOAH, every battle fought and comrade lost. Think hard, that I might transfer your experiences to oneiromantic pearls. I shall peruse these memories when you are done, and judge your worthiness by them.