[Alexis sweeps their hand down, covering the rooftop with a thin layer of water, trying to slip him up -- and moves into a more defensive position, arms raised, legs ready to leap and knife in their hand. He has blunt weapons, and that's good; hits only as hard as he can put into it.]
All your talk about good n' evil sounds more like poetry to me.
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All your talk about good n' evil sounds more like poetry to me.