"Would you like to know what's higher on that list than your command decision at the moment?" He starts ticking items off on his fingers. "Corypheus. Clarel. Weisshaupt. Having to do all that." (He punctuates that with a jab toward Cullen's office.) "Myself. Not having any idea what I'm doing with Kieran. The fact that it's so cold today that I have to waddle around with three or four blankets over my shoulders. The lack of good cheese in the latest shipment the kitchens got. That there isn't a hot spring under your desk so I can keep soaking my feet while I'm working on those letters. Then, maybe, that you chose keeping me safe over letting me try to stab Corypheus in the eye. All right?"
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Alistair rubs his forehead.
"Would you like to know what's higher on that list than your command decision at the moment?" He starts ticking items off on his fingers. "Corypheus. Clarel. Weisshaupt. Having to do all that." (He punctuates that with a jab toward Cullen's office.) "Myself. Not having any idea what I'm doing with Kieran. The fact that it's so cold today that I have to waddle around with three or four blankets over my shoulders. The lack of good cheese in the latest shipment the kitchens got. That there isn't a hot spring under your desk so I can keep soaking my feet while I'm working on those letters. Then, maybe, that you chose keeping me safe over letting me try to stab Corypheus in the eye. All right?"