Blessings

Swigne: He asked what it would take to be granted a boon. So I ate his arm.
Wynn: Damn…
Swigne: Hm?

Wynn: I mean, whatever I guess. You’re an Immortal. You can do what you want.. And… It’s not my place to question. But…

Swigne: Be candid. I’m in a good mood.