You always felt so close but so far, a tease of a dance on the edge of sin while never fully embracing it.

It made Morius fond of you, but equally angry with you. I felt reluctant at a number of points where I was planning to just more forcefully steal you for my faith, but it would have horribly tainted your efforts as a Herald.

All I wanted to do was win you at that auction. Had I, I would have been far more likely to simply take you as my own, to your detriment.

It did warm my heart to hear you defend vanity to others at times, but you always sounded more like... A casual drinker than a proper faithful drunkard.

"The vanity of others is only counter to our taste when it is counter to our vanity" - Beyond Good and Evil