Caspar listens, his arms crossed over his chest, his mouth a thin line of worry. He wouldn't go back and change a thing -- not even the way he mouthed off at Nyarlahotep -- but if this god of chaos can make Katsuya nervous, then maybe he underestimated the situation. A little.
He rolls his shoulders in a forced show of bravado. Whatever. This Crawling Clown is going down.
First things first, though. "I'm not doing anything that puts Adia in danger. She's already been through enough. You make sure each disciple is good and contained before --"
"No."
Adia is holding out the scythe in her trembling hands, her eyes on Katsuya. "No, I'm not -- someone else has to use this. You or Harley or -- not me. Okay? When Jeff's soul was harvested, I saw... I saw his memories. And that was okay. And if I have -- if I have to do the same thing for Sara or that girl, I will. But I won't kill anyone. Not even a god."
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He rolls his shoulders in a forced show of bravado. Whatever. This Crawling Clown is going down.
First things first, though. "I'm not doing anything that puts Adia in danger. She's already been through enough. You make sure each disciple is good and contained before --"
"No."
Adia is holding out the scythe in her trembling hands, her eyes on Katsuya. "No, I'm not -- someone else has to use this. You or Harley or -- not me. Okay? When Jeff's soul was harvested, I saw... I saw his memories. And that was okay. And if I have -- if I have to do the same thing for Sara or that girl, I will. But I won't kill anyone. Not even a god."