Absolutely not. You make such a good face every time I do. Right here- [ah saccharine and gross, he presses a kiss to pal's forehead, where it may or may not scrunch when told about his grey crimes.] The furrow. It is excellent.

And the shirt looks good on you. [the moment of levity is nice, and it's true.

he finally picks his own tea cup up, leaning over pal to do so and careful not to spill it. it's more to warm his hands as he listens, a grimace and-] Gods above, this is exactly the kind of situation I feared when I spoke with Ortus about him. You do not leash a man used to power and consuming life to get it and expect him not to pull some abhorrent nonsense like this.

[he waves a hand, like blowing the jod stink away, refocusing.] I see. So, I have no doubt Ortus was against this, his actions speak for him as much as his character. It is the rest I cannot say.

[another crack of thunder, windows rattling. yeah. murder happened.] I think I see, the 'breaking point,' as it were. [he glances over.] Palamedes, whatever you wish to do now I support you. No careful dissection of the matter needed, it is as simple as that.