"Yeah."

"I guess that makes sense."

"Probably once she's had some more time to recover she'll want to get to know you all. And to get her sister."

"Is her sister dead, too?"

"Nah. Alive and with her nephew and very mad at me."

"Huh. 'Cause this one died?"

"Uh, yes."

"I'd be mad at you too. Probably. I'm not actually sure what happened."

"I'm not mad at anybody about you."

"Well, no, but I deserved it. And you're younger."

"I'm not actually sure I am anymore. At least if time spent dead doesn't count."

"You'll always be younger. You were born that way." Patpatpat.

"I'm mad about you getting killed!" he says to Asmodia. "Cheliax is horrible and I'm really looking forward to them switching to something less horrible once Asmodeus is down."

"Huh, I wonder what's gonna happen with that. Probably another civil war?"

"Maybe Elizabeth will find a way to prevent it. Somehow."

"I guess she could take over the country."

"She probably should. So there's not another war."

"She can barely govern this place."

"She'd just have to - get a spell for giving out cleric levels. Even if all she did was replace all the existing clerics of Asmodeus that'd be better than leaving people without water and healing and stuff."

"I guess that would help."

"It'd still suck. It's - really bad, changing who's in charge, ever. But - I bet you could make it half as bad."

"Not me. But probably someone, yeah."

"Half as bad as the Chelish civil war is still pretty bad."

"I know."

"Maybe she can do better than fifteen years."