"Jingyan--Jingyan, you told me not to pick unwinnable fights, right? And Dream's, Dream's my friend! He's--he's my only friend."

"Yes, and this is why I'm not expecting you to do anything."

"Are you planning on doing something, then?" He takes his axe and shield out.

"I am hoping that you will be a better person." He is not drawing his sword. Not yet.

"Hm. You know, sure, I'm open to suggestions."

"Follow the letter and spirit of your agreements. Stop hurting Tommy. You're a smart man, I am sure you can work out how to do that."

"I'm not the one who made the decision to exile him. I've been honest with him, I've kept him company. I let him borrow my trident and pickaxe the other day. After he threatened me and burnt down my friend's house."

"You are the one who wanted him exiled."

"And it helped! He's doing better here, he hasn't started any chaos. The only reason he's having a bad time is because his friends left him. Which I haven't."

"Are you even capable of an honest conversation, or can you just not hear yourself?"

"Jingyan. I am being honest. I have been nothing but honest with you, with Tommy, with everyone."

"I have not heard one probably honest statement today. I cannot even be sure you don't have flint on you." His hand it's on the pommel of his sword. He's not going to draw, not yet, but if Dream does not put his ax away--

"I can't prove most of them, but I told you that I visit Tommy every day and that I let him borrow my trident and pickaxe, right? You can ask Tommy about those if you refuse to believe me."

"It's true, he did, I--I still have the pickaxe, actually, Dream, I'm sorry for keeping it, I just forgot--" He drops it to Dream. It's enchanted netherite, a stark contrast to his ripped-up clothes and no armor.

Dream is maddeningly slippery. "The pickaxe is not the point." (Except on the level it totally is the point, and the high ground is rapidly eroding under him.)

"Tell me what the point is then. I told you, I'm willing to listen."

"You keep claiming you're doing things in Tommy's interest. You keep claiming you're doing things in the server's interest. But everything I see points to it being in your interest." Dream has had plenty of time to put that ax away. Drawing steel now is just sensible preparation.

"My interests are the server's interests. Even L'Manberg looks nicer now that Tommy's not there! Tommy's not stealing, nobody's houses have been griefed. I don't benefit from that, the server does."

"You can tell yourself that."

"You haven't given any evidence against it, you're just--saying that I'm lying over and over."

"You went back and forth on whether people from L'Manberg could visit Tommy, you claimed to be giving obsidian to L'Manberg which you never did" --you claim to be Tommy's friend-- "and that is just off the top of my head. At this point, you are either a liar or an oathbreaker."

"I never--what? I've been clear from the start that everyone's allowed to visit Tommy, he's just not allowed to visit them. That's, y'know, what exile is."

"I remember that conversation at the walls. Don't pretend it didn't happen because Tommy wasn't there for it."

"Jingyan, I don't know what you're talking about."

"I would not want to misremember and misquote you. Something about 'after things cool off, maybe he could get visitation'?"