Back out, this is getting too weird.

“Damn, you’re really good at this,” you say with a half-hearted chuckle, trying to disguise the unease creeping up on you. You remember one of Saul's favorite sayings: the hotter a girl is, the crazier she might be. And Cin is undoubtedly the hottest woman you’ve ever encountered, so it might be smart to pull back from this bizarre game.

“But you know what, you’re right." You joke, trying to cover your concern. "I think it’s best not to mess with dark gods, so let’s just get down to business.”

“Chicken,” Cin playfully mocks. “Alright, unless you’ve got any more questions, let me lay out the conditions precedent of your great-uncle’s estate.”