[ He's seated anyway so everything is high for him right now- but he pets the back of the sheep he's holding, whispering "Did you, now? You should perform for me too." Before letting them go. ]


... how intriguing. Here I was hoping to plan a performance, and who knew in twelve days I'd bear witness to things so horrifying and now my sight's been taken.

[ Dryly. ]

How are your injuries?