[It is not that he doesn't think it is truth. Her fear confirms it as truth. Such intense fears don't occur often. But it's... it's wrong.]
I do not understand. This proclamation suggests a betrayal the likes of which have not been known. I have bore witness to the strange. I have played prophet to the un-mother-fuckin-believable. Yet I am to hear of those who would wish you harm?
[And, strangely, he feels not fear, nor simply sadness though that persists too. There is anger. The anger is entirely his own.]
What magics would inspire such cruelty? The mere administrations of blood to your wicked work and this is thought due? You are good and kind and righteous and unworthy of this savagery! This is mother fuckin unjust, my sister Katherine! Honk. Honk! With whom must I converse to clear this wretched ruling from being? I must appeal to this power at mother fuckin once! Honk.
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I do not understand. This proclamation suggests a betrayal the likes of which have not been known. I have bore witness to the strange. I have played prophet to the un-mother-fuckin-believable. Yet I am to hear of those who would wish you harm?
[And, strangely, he feels not fear, nor simply sadness though that persists too. There is anger. The anger is entirely his own.]
What magics would inspire such cruelty? The mere administrations of blood to your wicked work and this is thought due? You are good and kind and righteous and unworthy of this savagery! This is mother fuckin unjust, my sister Katherine! Honk. Honk! With whom must I converse to clear this wretched ruling from being? I must appeal to this power at mother fuckin once! Honk.