"Someone was looking for you," a drunk, muscular man applying some paint to his fingernails says to Belmarniss as she walks by. "Drow girl."
"Sucks to be in a position to die in defense of Osirion, which is, you know, a perfectly serviceable country worth defending, and then get drafted whether you would have ticked that checkbox or not!"
"I dunno how they feel about it, it's pretty much impossible to get them to talk."
"Maybe people are avoiding chances to die in defense of Osirion left and right and the ones who do it are cool with it."
"I guess they could just refuse resurrections but, like, raw deal if you have nicer things to say about your family than that they're, uh, healthy. I miss my sister and I'm away from her for her extremely direct benefit, not in defense of a country."
"Yeah. I think it probably helps that you - lose them either way? But I can't imagine getting sucked into - everything - when you already had a whole life outside it."
"You know what would be so awkward? If one of these two popped up in there while you were out of touch and - yeegh."
- snort. "Mahdi's got insurance of his own. I guess Fazil would do it. Probably get along fine with my brother." This makes him scowl, for some reason.
"My brother? No, he's delightful company. Everyone who knows him loves him. I am being ridiculously, hypothetically, jealous."
"It's not like I can't resurrect him myself! - I mean, not personally, but I can afford it."
"Yeah. I was careless at first - I didn't realize how unusual it was to have as much money as I did - and people got suspicious. Started over under a new identity and was carefuller."
"The first time I escaped I changed names and disguises every day. After that, just the two. Maghamir and Hagan."
"I like - having all the lies be tagged as such so no one can ever go 'I trusted you' -
- and I doubt anyone's wondering about him because he announced he was gonna go try the Starstone."
"If you wanna let me know you made it by giving me healing powers this is fine with me."