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[assassin_daddy]

No talk like that alright? No one is shuffling off this mortal plain any time soon.

[chrisisofaith]

Sorry, death cleric. It's always a little on my mind.

But no, they're not. Not if I've any say.

[He would set everything on fire around him, reduce the nearby populace to withered husks, before he saw Jacob's life leave him again. He should talk to him about that...but not in the same proverbial breath as talk of birthday celebrations. It could wait.]

I'll see you in a bit? We can go for some black ice cream, whatever flavor that is.

[assassin_daddy]

Assassin, it's always a little on mine.

But I don't want to think of yours, mine, or anyone else's that I care about. I've had my fill of it.

Black ice cream? Sure. And you can explain to me why the world needed black ice cream.