"For the moment at least, my pants aren't going anywhere so don't get your hopes up. Maybe not, but I'm not an assassin or a rogue anymore, I have no use for the leather when I can wear the robes given to me by the Loa themselves." He nodded and folded his arms. "So what you're saying is, unless I sever all times with literally everything that makes me who I am, I can't come home and be a father? Got it. Well fortunately for you the Loa are under my control, and as long as I live so will they, not the other way around. I may have to take some preemptive measures against Ibara's warlock now that you bring it up though, Ibara would understand and with her living with us the others wouldn't dare try to retaliate." He scratched his chin in thought for a moment and nodded. "I'll take care of that tomorrow."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>