Sm (cont):
Kill me-
The real master of this spire, kill him.
Should you do this my dear vanilla cookie, we'll all be happy.

TR:
...Huh?

Sm:
Am I doing the right thing?
... It isn't right, forget it, curse this.
How can I amend hurting him like this?

TR:
A world where the past and future reside...
Then I presume you are another master of this tower?

Sm:
That's precisely right
Like all good cookies you desire an answer, yes?