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❝But I tell you, do not swear
an oath at all:
either by Heaven, for it is God’s throne;
or by the earth,
for it is His footstool;
or by Jerusalem, for it is the
city of the Great King.
And do not swear by your head,
for you cannot make even
one hair white
or black.
All you need to say is simply 'Yes' or 'No';
anything beyond this comes from
the evil one.
—Matthew 5:34-37

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[Aka what the fuck are you even doing down here, man.]
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I am...that hasn't changed.
[ ...
Give him a moment, but even that isn't quite enough. ]
I was unaware that matters would turn out this way.
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[This is unfortunately his realm of expertise. He is judging every single person in this room right now.]
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He downs a drink, still leveling him a glare. And then: ]
...Sika phrased it as a matter of needing protection just in case, not going around and killing people.
What did you agree to?
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It already sounds different.
[ Dainsleif doesn't trust himself to not be on edge in his commentary, but he gives it his best shot, and so he just pours himself another drink. ]
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...There was still a trade.
Well? What about you?
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Cruel, perhaps, but necessary. A demon does not play fair.
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But, he's barely in a mood to discuss this further.
So, he simply goes quiet, turning away. ]
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Let him wallow in the decision, and come out the other end motivated to do what had to be done.]