"Why… Why would you not want to eternally serve the Chosen of the Malefic Viper?" the damn sculptor asked Meira, his face filled with genuine confusion. "To forsake such an honor, I—" "It was my decision," Jake said, cutting him off. "I see. Alright, then." Felix nodded, but he then seemed to have a thought. "Can I be your slave, the—" "No." "Oh…" Felix said, looking like a kicked puppy as he stared at the ground.
