Silvermist seemed more annoyed than ever in his life, like a child who had been told that he wouldn't get to play with his favorite toy. He turned to look at Grimsight, seemingly making him do all the thinking here.
Grimsight sighed, he too feeling annoyed at having to be the one to deal with this, but given that he was the cause of it, he would do it.
"To tell you the truth, you could tell me you were the scion of the demons themselves and I wouldn't care about it. Neither of us would. We would be surprised, sure, but that would be the end of it. If not Brother Silvermist, at least I have seen enough at this point to not care about what new thing I come across."
"Having said that, I do understand that you will not feel safe around me with how much I can see. So, if it makes you feel safe, both I and Brother Silvermist will swear whatever oaths you make us swear, so long as they are within reason. Would that suffice?"
