"The Count is naturally inclined to fucking people over, it actually makes sense that he might literally fuck them, too." Dark Childermass fitting in as many f-bombs as he can get away with. Time to finish off the current glass of wine and pour another because he hates talking about the Count.

"I'm not a lesser half," he adds, a small complaint about what Strange calls his previous other half. It's a short-lived complaint, however, and he forges right on into considering the other magician's choice. "We do know he would break your heart but I imagine you'd have fun while it lasted. It isn't as though the carnival is forever, anyhow."