“Are you seriously asking me why I haven’t thought about killing you?” “You’re a god,” I pointed out, unsure if he was being truthful or just toying with me. “And that is reason enough?” “It’s not? I threatened you. I pulled a dagger on you.” “More than once,” he corrected. “And I’ve been rude.” “Very.” “No one speaks to a god or behaves toward one in such a way.” “They typically do not,” he agreed. “Either way, I suppose I’m not in a murderous mood tonight.”
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