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Godwyn narrows his eyes slightly at Gear's crooked smirk. "I don't think I want to know." In response to Foxglove, he just nods along in understanding, or at least attempted understanding.
"I see. Then it seems I am the only one whom she has sought out beyond the waking realm. Interesting," the Paladin muses.
He takes another sip of his coffee, a thoughtful look in his eyes. He then sets down the mug, and looks around the table. His expression is somber, and his gaze is serious. "Last night Anacra intruded upon my dreams and offered me with a choice. Or at least, the illusion of a choice," he frowns. "I am now sworn to owe her a single favor, a favor which she swore would not violate my Oath as a Paladin. Had I not agreed to the deal, she would have committed an act of murder. And I could not let that happen," he states with a small frown. "Furthermore..." his frown deepens, "I may have some idea as to what her plans may be..."