"You know, you'd think the fucking Queen of Cheliax would know better than to give a desertion incentive to people who've sold their souls," Security says.  He's already taking out a scroll.  "I'm going to run, and see about staying alive until she's dead, and can't pay my owner to torture me into giving consent for resurrection so she can statue me.  She did that once, you know."

"I'd take you with, except for the part where you fucked up every single step of this and cost me everything."

He's gone.

"You know, you'd think the fucking Queen of Cheliax would know better than to give a desertion incentive to people who've sold their souls," Security says.  He's already taking out another scroll.  "I'm going to run, and see about staying alive until she's dead, and can't pay my owner to torture me into giving consent for resurrection so she can statue me.  She did that once, you know."

"I'd take you with, except for the part where you fucked up every single step of this and cost me everything."

He's gone.