"Of course I don't want it!" Lambert interjects, gesticulating wildly down at his everything. "Come on! Do you really think I'd choose this?"
"You accepted the power when it was offered to you," Pig answers, unruffled.
"That's because I was about to get hit in the face!"
"Nevertheless, you are the Guardian of Freedom now," his familiar answers, implacable and remorseless in the face of Lambert's sputtering protests. "However you came by it, you must see it through. To fight for Creation-- to preserve life."
"You were my horse," Lambert groans into his fingers, having buried his face into his hands at some point in the middle of the familiar's little speech. Why is this happening to him?
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"You accepted the power when it was offered to you," Pig answers, unruffled.
"That's because I was about to get hit in the face!"
"Nevertheless, you are the Guardian of Freedom now," his familiar answers, implacable and remorseless in the face of Lambert's sputtering protests. "However you came by it, you must see it through. To fight for Creation-- to preserve life."
"You were my horse," Lambert groans into his fingers, having buried his face into his hands at some point in the middle of the familiar's little speech. Why is this happening to him?