It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Percival de Rolo, a human gunslinger . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Scanlan manages to get some gold from Grog, although the latter is not great at counting. Percy checks in on Cassandra and tells her they've killed another dragon.
DM: She gives you a very keen look. And you can see Cassandra. As much as she is the healthiest you've seen her physically, her eyes have dark circles over them. It looks like she's been very harried by the events of these past few weeks. Understandably so. But she takes and looks over the sheet and goes, "Well, very well. Should be an interesting meeting then."
Player: I think so. I do think so. It's good to see you taking command.
DM: "It's good to see you, and I look forward to you sharing some of the burden soon."
Player: Yes.
DM: "Right?"
Player: Quite possibly.
DM: "Right?"
Player: We will discuss whence the dragons are taken care of.
DM: "Good."
Player: We will discuss, at the very least, relieving you of some of this burden.
DM: "Good."
Player: I know it is not fair.
DM: "Whatever is fair in this life? The wonders of lordship and ladydom."
