Captain Gelt (Armor): Perhaps the Colvan message was mistaken...
Anataeus: I wouldn’t assume it was.
Captain Gelt (Armor): It could still be retracted! An error by a scribe or page... the wrong letter sent...
Concordia: I’m sorry to say I think that rather unlikely.
Anataeus: Stay here a little while longer, Captain. I’ll make you a potion of courage. Something to inflame your blood with the fighting spirit.
Captain Gelt (Armor): Thank you, Anataeus. That’s kind of you.

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Concordia: Do you think the courage potion will work? It seems difficult to contradict the habits of a lifetime.
Anataeus: It will, after a fashion. The potion I gave him is mostly alcohol.
Concordia: Glad to see you haven’t lost your willingness to toy with the poor Captain, even in these dire straits.
Anataeus: It’s not toying. Not this time.
Anataeus: If honor demands that he lay down his life, I want him to feel comfortable, at least, and most like himself.
Concordia: That’s touching, in an odd sort of way.