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Hold, my friend, hold.

I meant no insult, to you nor myself. I meant only to say that you need not feel obliged to compensate His tithe for my aid. I offer it freely.

[ Speaking of; three very gentle knocks at the door, beyond it waiting a mug of bone broth, sweetmint sprigs, and some jarred pickles. ]

I just knocked. I hope you heard me.

I've left some things outside for you. Trouble yourself not with seeing me - you ought be in rest, not putting on airs.

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