Kol | Nik
You were going to go on a goddamn killing spree, Nik! Yeah, you had to fucking be managed. It was that or lose the semblance of a fucking life we were trying to build here. Any of us break that bloody truce, they've got containment plans. Know what they involve? Locking us up and throwing us in the ocean. Fancy doing nothing but drown for the next century in some spelled box you can't escape from?
I am perfectly aware of what you've done, Nik, and how much it takes for you to do any of it. Why do you think I've expressed the appreciation that I have? But all I'm hearing from you right now is a hissy fit tantrum of a child who can't have his way.
She doesn't have to be compliant to you. She's been so enough in the last thousand years, Nik. It's your turn now.