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the sea-witch hoped her words would be heeded. she knew arrille to be somewhat headstrong (in her eyes, this was not necessarily a fault for she was equally unpropitious and considered herself flawless) but if he at least took half of what she cautioned to heart, he might have a better headstart than she had in the shitty pathway that was life.

he asked her who he had. her thin muzzle pursed in a hardened grimace. "no one." she said baldly, for it was the honest truth. he might have had grimnismal, he might have forged a bond with her or ingram -- but caiaphas found relationships had an odd way of being temporary. they were strong when convenient, but had a tendency to dissolve in duress. she lowered her muzzle and looked at him then, her savage yellow eyes filled with a sad wisdom of the world. "there is no one who will ever have your best self interests at heart - not the same way you do. everyone is autonomous and everyone looks out for themselves first. remember that." she rose to leave, but gave him one last impart. "don't trust people you meet. anyone that says they always have your heart over their own is lying." including anyone in grimnismal.