He breathes until he’s calm again, eyes returning to normal. You let him get his bearings before continuing.
VOIDSY: Well…we fully plan on winning.
VOIDSY: And when we do, we want to help you.
VOIDSY: Both with this world, and with your personal stuff, if you’ll let us.
VOIDSY: You have to take care of yourself, you know?
WAX: …
WAX: thank you.
WAX: I hope that during this game, you make the right decisions.
WAX: I would like to have a new god that I can have faith in in our pantheon.
He laughs, hanging his head.
WAX: it’d be a refreshing change of pace.