"Oh, boy. If you're taking people with you, Keltham, I'd be delighted to come. It's not that I'm not a loyal Asmodean, I'm going to go to Hell when I die so I guess I might as well be a loyal Asmodean about that, it's just that I'm only on the Project to fuck you and I kind of figure something awful is going to happen once I'm useless. I quoted you my true prices, for sex, and not just because that one time you had a massive freakout about suspecting my prices of being wrong. I got paid my true prices so as far as I see it, we're even, except for the potential for an ongoing business relationship, which would be nice.
Sometimes when you were doing an orgasm denial thing and then you got petrified for a day so the Project could catch up on all its lying work, I'd get myself off, because the extra day was really throwing me off. I figure that was only fair because you weren't paying me for those days, what with how we never told you that those days happened, but if you're mad, you know, fair. If I were you I'd be mad, though not about that specifically.
I never really tried to explain myself to you, you know, as a person. You never really asked. I'm kind of assuming you don't really want to know, it's not really the point, and it's not really the point on my end either, so I'm not, like, mad about that? But if you want I can ask for a Splendour and try to explain."