Miracle of miracles. Ariel raised an eyebrow at his undamaged person, but of all moments not to look a gift horse in the mouth. Still. "It must become boring when so many humans corrupt themselves," was what he finally said, draining the sake from the glass and letting it thud on the countertop. He didn't presume to comment on why the 'work' might really be joyless, if only because he had an idea.
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