"Gosh, really?  Must've been - uh - " stop lying, Judy, you idiot - "Itriedtokillyou."

"Somebody beat you to it and now I'm immortal. Uh. Why?"

"Vampires are an existential threat to my Earth and Ancora is almost certainly super evil and you probably are too and you can conjure people's private stuff and could've been lying about not being able to get mine ahead of time and probably tailored everything you said to me accordingly and if Ancora got booted back to where they came from when their test group killed each other in the first place then probably the same thing would happen if you died since you were supplying them and even if you were good it would've been worth it, even if you were good and had a million resurrections dependant on you it would be worth it seven thousand times."

"Wow. Uh, I actually have about twenty-five million resurrections depending on me, the Maiar are one million but they're just the ones I can't do on my own, I was halfway through with the ones I can when I found this place. You could have... mentioned? That you think vampirism is an existential threat?"

"Right but I don't know you're not evil.  I still don't but now I'm not risking losing the shot at killing you by tipping my hand anymore and Ancora's time-frozen and you can't make me open the door."

"- you did something to Ancora?"

"Told them I wanted my cat if I was going to be stuck here, sort of like you ended up suggesting - said it'd be less time wasted and fewer lives lost if they ported there while time was stopped and I'd open the door after - "

"What's your plan now? Live here forever? Run up a tab?"

"I don't think it will take all of forever to think of something."

"You know, it would have been way easier to roll with the murder attempt if you'd waited for me to unload my story of why I'm such a bummer first, I would have been like 'that's fair'."

She sighs but obediently recites the next line in the obvious script.  "Why are you such a bummer."

"I think I won't tell you, actually, I think I'll get the security guy to spot me so you don't try anything while I open my door and get an Elf in here." He meanders to the side corridor where the security office is.

She stays in her nook.

Cam reemerges from the corridor a moment later, goes to the main entrance, pulls it open. "Alassëo?" he calls. "Can you come in here?"

A tall beautiful man with pointy ears and gorgeous robes sweeps into the bar. Cam has a very quiet conversation with him.

She continues to stay in her nook.

Eventually Alassëo goes into the backyard. "If his computer - which is like mine - detects him falling unconscious, mine'll scream. If he dies I can resurrect him. So you're aware."

"I don't think you have a very good model of why I'm doing things."

"It's mutual. Consider it an abundance of caution if you like."

"Sure.  Wanna make any attempts at convincing me you're not evil or are we giving up on that."

"It's complicated. I dunno how receptive you are to complicated."

"Well try me.  Or don't; whatever."

"I made a deal to end a war with an evil god that involved destroying the planet all those dead Elves and Maiar were on."

She emits a whistley exhale through her teeth.

"Do you care to supply more detail on that.  - Or we could take turns or something, if you'd rather."

"Most of the population of the universe was uploaded and duplicated instances of captured cyborg Elves, which he ran in accelerated time and tortured constantly. He had a client species descended from same who were acting as his soldiers in a more conventional front of the war, because they - along with the god-species and the Elves - could make binding oaths that forced them to follow through on anything they could be made to swear to. A friendly Maia helped me determine that I could verify oaths - normally you shouldn't trust one made by a Maia or Vala because they can do illusions, and only actually speaking out loud counts, but it turns out to be a conjurable parameter so I could check whether he'd actually spoken as long as he recorded it. We - negotiated. I held out for him to cut it out with everything, and I waited till I knew how I could put back Elves. He wanted me to go hole the other inhabited planet, which was - noninterventionist, noncombatants. Deal would have held even if this hadn't killed his conspecifics there but it did. Then I made a new system and planet for them - their stars had recently gone out anyway, he wrecked them as an opening move in the war - and started putting Elves back."

It takes a while for her to say anything.

"So like.  If this is real I'm very extremely sorry and would you like a non-murder-attempt hug about it, but.  You do realize how tailored this sounds, right.  Like, 'oh, you see, we're the same sort of person, both willing to kill people for the greater good, except when I do it it's with much higher stakes and at greater personal cost but I can fix all my mistakes, and it worked instead of pathetically failing, and so you should weight my evaluations of the world as being much more important and trustworthy than your own - '  - Admittedly you'd had to have come up with this pretty quickly post-murder-attempt if it's that but I feel like you can get most of the way there off of almost any of my class essays - why would the murder be easier to roll with if I knew about this; that would just make me a hypocrite - "