Draiss had sighed, before shaking his head. "No, I will not fail, and besides, they will only worry either way. I will tell them when I get back. I will not fail, Harley told me she wouldn't die by my hand for at least a decade. That implies I have to be alive to kill her in more than a decade. And the five minute conversation would take at least an hour at the moment, with them constantly losing track of if I exist or not.<br/><br/>As for organizing another trial, I have no inclination to do so to her, for she would do as I threatened at the end of mine, utterly ignore it no matter what they decided. If she didn't just attack everyone for giggles."<br/><br/>He met up at the meeting place, the high security lab, which had a large open space for several different ritual spells, and would be perfect. He met Gammon, and nodded, as ready as he could be. He had several children to help raise, Ama's wedding, and several planes worth of deities to horrify when he and Ama eventually had a child. He laughed openly at that last thought, before nodding. "I am coming back Gammon, I have too much to do to die here."