"I thought you said you didn't have to wear the uniforms and go to the parties if you didn't want to," she quips.

"Shit, though. You spent almost the entire time I've known you trying to get away from things like that. Templars. Wardens. People you owe money. And you're giving up? Just like that? Are you sure? Whose idea was this, anyway? Yours? Or his?"

She sighs and rubs the bridge of her nose.
"All right. What do you want me to do? You're going to owe me, whatever it is. Just know that."