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1: The Smiling Man smiles angrily over his shoulder.
The Smiling Man: Tazim-Talash… have you lost all sense of decency and tact? Get out of that thing.

2: Melissa/Tazim’s head is tilted to one side as she smiles wickedly.
Tazim: Zalef, what’s wrong? Lost track of your pet?

3: The two now face each other. Zalef/The Smiling Man stands sternly with fists clenched; Melissa/Tazim stands looking sassy with one hand on her hip.
Zalef: Someone filled that mortal’s head with the idea of using my… temperamental guardian… to clean up their mess…
Tazim: Well, someone had to get involved. I needed something to prevent our crops from succumbing to blight, and it’s not like you or I could help directly.
Our pact of non-interference was your idea. Remember?

4: Zalef’s smile falters as he looks to the side in failed recollection.

5: Tazim smiles wider.
Tazim: …You don’t, do you? Zalef-Labev, The God of Knowledge, The Eternal Archivist…
You’re slipping.

6: Zalef scowls.
Zalef: I will not accept mockery from a trickster and aspirant.