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[ Jace finally manages to get the thing off his face and just a glance at it is enough for his face to flame a bright red and make him want to fling the thing away. However, he doesn't trust that Ragnor won't permanently attach it to him in some way if he doesn't agree. ]

I promise. I swear by the Angel, I will absolutely read it if you do not make me talk about it!

All right. You can ask if you have questions, but I will not bring it up.

[ that's... half a problem solved, maybe. ]

[ Jace was pretty sure he would rather cut off a leg than ask questions at this point, but if it means he gets to escape, he would agree to almost anything. ]

Yes. Absolutely. Of course. Can I run away now?

[ He tries to not whine the last sentence, but he fails utterly. ]

Yes, yes, flee.

[ Ragnor waves a hand in the direction of the exit. ]

[ Oh thank the Angel he is free! ]

Thank you, I appreciate all your help! Let's, you know, nevertalkaboutthisagain!

[ Jace rushes the last big out as he runs for his room like Ragnor had sent a fireball after him. He does, at the very least, make sure to take the pamphlet with him. ]

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