“If ye make me bite ye now, ye will die and become one of us, a Gancanagh. Ye will stop evolving, stop growing in power. I do na want dat. I want ye ta be as powerful as ye will be. But, I can na hold ye—ye are wily. If I do na turn ye and make ye me sclábhaí, me slave, ye could jus run off. I’m willing ta change ye ta keep ye. Ye are moin and I want ye. But, I want da goddess more.”
