[Despite Lucifer's conviviality, Caleb couldn't help but feeling like a child, standing in front of his old teacher and being scrutinized for the smallest things.]
I need to know what the price of protection is. I understand the...the concept of this place. We are, all of us, going to be subject to tortures. Most of us are not leaving. But if I can do anything at all to lessen certain treatments, certain actions--if I can protect certain people.
[He steels himself for it, looking at the meager material offerings he has and knowing this may come from himself, rather than what he has to offer.]
I need to know that Essek and Mollymauk, especially, will be safe from the worst of it. No more of that...hospital.
The hospital was not my idea -- not what it became.
[He gives a sigh, shrugging his shoulders.]
I can't promise you they'll be exempt. All of you will have to face punishment, as God deems fit, darling. But as long as you're willing to work for me, I'll do what I can.
No, of course not, Sir. I understand. And, of course, I will continue to do my best to serve you.
[Caleb looks over at the things he brought, notes on the Veiled Order and their attempts to reach out, some of the plants he'd managed to grow. It wasn't much, but it was something.]
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I need to know what the price of protection is. I understand the...the concept of this place. We are, all of us, going to be subject to tortures. Most of us are not leaving. But if I can do anything at all to lessen certain treatments, certain actions--if I can protect certain people.
[He steels himself for it, looking at the meager material offerings he has and knowing this may come from himself, rather than what he has to offer.]
I need to know that Essek and Mollymauk, especially, will be safe from the worst of it. No more of that...hospital.
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[He gives a sigh, shrugging his shoulders.]
I can't promise you they'll be exempt. All of you will have to face punishment, as God deems fit, darling. But as long as you're willing to work for me, I'll do what I can.
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[Caleb looks over at the things he brought, notes on the Veiled Order and their attempts to reach out, some of the plants he'd managed to grow. It wasn't much, but it was something.]
Thank you.