Heh...well, Mr. Mediator, past experience tells me I probably said the wrong thing or didn't react the way he was hoping. It seems to be a thing that if he doesn't get what he needs first it doesn't really matter what else I do or what I did.

And yeah, I did think they would at least go...better. Better would have been great.

[He sighs in frustration, his tail flicking in annoyance.]

But nearly every conversation seems to go back to that. What he needs and that I don't fuck it up. Or what I need to change or do better with. Except after I...died. And when he showed me his ideal future.