(Alright, now that it's happened a third time, I have to comment on it. I don't tell you my plans for you to steal them and use them as your own, Dillon. It's pretty rude. I told you about my plan for Mitera to punish him using his own trial, now you've taken that idea and painted it so that Dangres suggested it, as though he came up with it himself. I tell you things in advance so they don't surprise you and so we can discuss them, not so you can take them and use them yourself. It's pretty shitty, I'm going to be honest.)

Mitera laughed at him, pressing a hand against her stomach as she tried to get it under control. "You have no right to try and bargain with me here, boy!" She said. "I see you're reading my mind, be careful. We'll let you do your trial, but your reward for succeeding is survival, you don't get to tell me what to do."