Aspexia Rugatonn rises, feeling older than her age, which is itself not negligible. If that's not how to get a cleric of Irori to come closer to embracing Asmodeus's true ways, she doesn't know what would be; but at the same time, what an Abyss of a problem to even find yourself trying to solve.
"Go with Asmodeus, Chosen," she says, letting her real weariness into her voice, as she turns to go. For Sevar surely is Chosen, at least of Irori, possibly of Asmodeus, definitely of the tropes, maybe all three.