Sirus

Sirus once again remains impassive. His fists clench for a moment. And then he relaxes.

So be it. Pharasma forgive me, but these controlled zombies are better than the unknown, predatory ghoul. If I am making the wrong choice, forgive me.

"You have. My word. That I will. Not. Harm you. Or. Your zombies. If you. Provide. The information. You just described."