I told you trying to be friends with everyone here would get you in trouble. You sacrificed audiences with gods because you're too busy worrying about other people. [A "tch."] We need to find out if the gods can lie. If Disorder isn't lying, we'll have a harder time parsing what kind of world the gods actually want to make.

[He just gives Senri a look. He'll believe it when he sees it, you old, bruised tangerine.]

I'm finished with curses. [???] I'm not getting cursed just for your sake. Indulgence was bad enough.

Are you going to eat, or are you going to keep defending gods you don't even truly know?