Brutus: H-hey boss… I… uh…. I’m glad to see you too.
Clovis: Brutus… Why are you looking at me like that? There’s no need for you to be scared.
Clovis: I know how you feel about being burned. It’s a painful way to go. I would never kill you that way.
Brutus: Oh! That’s a relief!
Clovis: You don’t look injured.
Brutus: No! I’m fine!
Clovis: When that dragon hit you and you fell from the wall, I assumed you’d been killed. I was sad… but I had my amulet. I told myself
it was meant to be. A tidy end to a rotten era.
Clovis: But then I learned you were alive, and… despite the amulet, my very first thought was getting you out. It made me
realize just how much I’d come to value you. To the point where I’d even consider risking my own… substantially more valuable self.
Clovis: Brutus…You’ve always been my most loyal friend. A weakness I’ve allowed myself to tolerate.
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