You raise an eyebrow questioningly.
You say, "Thera makes a reasonable tea."

Koi sips from a cup of creamy Theran tea.
Koi nods her head emphatically.

You say, "I do not have enemies."
You shrug helplessly at Koi.

Koi says with an icy, Ilyrean accent, "But you are a Prophet of Targossas."
Koi smirks.

You say, "My goddess has goals. Some misguided mortals attempt to interfere with Her goals. I am,
tragically, forced to end their lives if I cannot convince them to stop getting in Her way."
You say, "But it is not personal. And I hardly consider them my enemies."

Koi says with an icy, Ilyrean accent, "Interesting."
Koi flashes you a joyous smile.

Koi says with an icy, Ilyrean accent, "There is a Truth I am having trouble with..."

You say, "Interesting. Tell me about it."

Koi says with an icy, Ilyrean accent, "The enemies of strength are those who trumpet the effeminate
values of forgiveness, tolerance, and laxity of discipline."
Koi says with an icy, Ilyrean accent, "This is The Fourth."

You say, "Ah yes. The sexist one."
Your eyes sparkle with amusement.
You say, "I am familiar with it."

Koi gives a trillingly melodic laugh.
Koi says with an icy, Ilyrean accent, "That's what I told my Exemplar."
Koi creases her brow in a frown.

You say, "You are not wrong. I have known some truly strong women, and some of them have been
decidedly Mhaldorian. To call laxity of discipline effeminate is, to my mind, an obvious falsehood
within the Truths."
You say, "I have heard that the explanation is that women are not inherently effeminate, and that
conflating the two is a product of the feminising culture of those with lax discipline."
You shrug helplessly.
You say, "Sounds...like a stretch."

Koi says with an icy, Ilyrean accent, "It is really bothering me."
Koi says with an icy, Ilyrean accent, "They are The Truths."

You say, "Well, do not let it bother you too much. Most of them are only True some of the time."
You wave your hand dismissively.
You laughingly say, "The Truths are famously part true."
You say, "Take it from a man who serves the goddess of Truth."
You wink conspiratorially at Koi.

The corners of Koi's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.
Koi says with an icy, Ilyrean accent, "Do Targossians follow anything similar to the Truths?"
Koi says with an icy, Ilyrean accent, "A holy text of sorts?"

You say, "We do not have a list of clearly falsifiable and thinly sexist ideals, no."
You grin mischievously at Koi.

Koi gives a trillingly melodic laugh.