"Believe me. If it'd get me out here, I'd be singing prayers to whatever gods you mortals serve nowadays." He replied, "But either Arisieu has some sort of way of discerning sincerity... or he simply forgot that I am, as I said, literally composed of the evil stuff."<br/><br/>He sighed, "That's my guess, at least. Who knows what goes on in the minds of mortals who have attained too much power?"