Cam is watching a new recording of Atriama, tail swishing in the gap in his couch, and doesn't stop to pause the show when he feels a summons go by.
And after that she'll, what, fail to kill him again? Whatever. "Can I consult anything other than your say-so for information about your attitude towards contracts?"
That was twice."
"Well, if you're not going to forgive me for not already having a complete record of your contract-making history on hand we may have a separate problem."
"Yeah, I mostly just have this habit of not taking supervillains' words for things when I have them at metaphorical gunpoint. Can you overlook this character flaw of mine or should I skip the part where I verify your statement?"
"I was not proposing any sort of memory alteration," Cam says, and he makes an instance of his computer and sifts through it for anything available on Moord Nag's reputation for keeping her bargains.
She does meet whatever minimum level of reliability it takes to be the last word in the local lack of a legal system, but Cam's computer can't confirm or deny that Moord Nag is the second coming of Marquis.
"Can you suggest anything that may ever have been recorded or written down on the topic?"
"Her treaties," Rei speaks up again. "Some places send people in exchange for protection. Even having that agreement is enough to frighten most warlords away. And once she accepted that, she never took more or gave the city to anyone. When I was given this city, the deal said I never go near Chiange because she couldn't allow it."
If the set is arranged chronologically, it does show the list of places nobody can occupy getting gradually longer whenever a province either sends victims or is awarded to a Moord Nag-approved warlord.
"This is suggestive," Cam acknowledges, when he's gone through them. Plus he can always go kill her later if he has to. "Will you sign an agreement not to aggress against others, kill exclusively in immediate self-defense without collateral damage or if for some reason I authorize you otherwise, and neither personally nor through proxy interfere with my projects?"
"And in exchange, you leave me alive and with whatever authority people accept when not in danger?"
"That would be the idea, yes. With the understanding that I will expand when invited to do so by a population."
"Yes. As long as your projects are no threat to provinces under my protection. If the inhabitants see you as someone to protect against, they may call on me. And if that happens I cannot promise not to oppose you."
"Well, then we may find ourselves doing this all over again if some sort of misinformation gets out, but I don't plan on harming civilians or harmless people in general."
"Then, if you include defense of others alongside self-defense, this should not conflict with anything else where I have given my word."
"Okay. And if this works out and you seem to be behaving yourself I might be able to provide you ethically sourced power fuel, but we'll see how it goes first."
"Or maybe you will adopt a posture of only being interested in cooperating insofar as I trust complete strangers with enormous body counts and I won't want you to have any such thing! That's also an option." Cam shrugs, breaks the cuff on her foot, and appears a treaty.
Wanting it in writing is kind of extraneous to the whole inviolability thing, but it's not like Cam is the first to want the formality. She signs her no longer accurately descriptive name.
Cam's was already on it. He slags the Hatchet Face head. He turns to Rei. "Are you covered under her agreement?"