“By my scales, I needed that win! That blasted Incarnate swatting us like flies did a number on my ego, and I assume Sabellian feels no different.
As infuriating as I find his lack of humor, groaning voice, and ugly shoes... I would ask that you check in on him. He is still family, after all, and I do not wish him to become dinner to these deepflayers.
Meet Honeypelt and I outside these dreadful nests when you finish up with Sabellian.”
