[Yeah, ok, he can't do this anymore. Dignity be damned. His brow furrows as he looks down upon the other man, and he shakes his head slightly.] Svent arcaniss.
[The words sound somewhat like a hiss, and they're said almost under his breath, as if he's cursing to himself. But he seems to be waiting for something that never occurs, as he adds, with sudden conviction] If you are Arthur Pendragon, I ask you to swear to it, in the name of your God.
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... Far and yet not far at all.
[Yeah, ok, he can't do this anymore. Dignity be damned. His brow furrows as he looks down upon the other man, and he shakes his head slightly.] Svent arcaniss.
[The words sound somewhat like a hiss, and they're said almost under his breath, as if he's cursing to himself. But he seems to be waiting for something that never occurs, as he adds, with sudden conviction] If you are Arthur Pendragon, I ask you to swear to it, in the name of your God.