It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Caduceus Clay, a firbolg cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, All carts passing through are being thoroughly inspected. Fjord uses the dodecahedron, since he'll be doing the talking.
DM: "Oh, I'm fine. Thank you, I appreciate it. I should probably tie up some loose ends now that I have availability to do so. Thanks to you and your generosity."
Player: A word of advice.
DM: "Mm-hmm?"
Player: Whatever was keeping you in this cell, whatever was making you comfortable in here, be careful of it. There's something inside you that's trying to put you in a box. Whatever guilt you're feeling, whatever thing that you feel that you're to blame for, I would unload that burden. If not on us, on somebody, although we're happy to take it.
DM: Make an intimidation check.
Player: Intimidation is fine. I was trying to be kind of nice.
DM: It can ride a line.
Player: Seven.
DM: "I appreciate your candor and advice, tall furry man. Maybe I'll find an ear to bend one day. Until then, let Gustav Fletching be forever your humble servant."
