The Archbishop's eyes widen, slightly. It takes him a moment - but only a moment - to find the words.

"I apologize, then, for my presumption, Field Marsh..al. Cressida. I admit that I did think us allies, as we were last night, and in the years which led to it. But you owe me nothing."

Bluff: 1d20+25 = 6+25 = 31

Sense Motive: 1d20+20 = 20+20 = 40

And of course I roll a six where she rolls a natural fucking twenty.

Does Divine Interference work on opposed skill checks? ...It does not.

Well, he didn't venture much and he didn't lose much.

Right?

"I will always fight for the safety and well-being of the Korvosan people, and I count an ally anyone and everyone who's up to it. Archbishop, I won't go out of my way just to trim your nails, not when you need your claws for the shadows and the Worldeater. But I don't want to see Korvosa become infernal Cheliax. I would rather go to Hell than see it built on the bones of my home. And we've fought together before, and you deserve to know, so we can try for something else."

Sense Motive = 1d20+18 = 1+18 = 19

Huh. 

I guess she bought my story after all.