Elias and Jon come to an agreement.

The Eye tried really hard. But nothing worked, so it needed to be more direct.

WE DO NOT FUCK THE LONELY AVATARS

Elias sighed, looking at the words engraved on his desk. Jon made a face. They stayed silent. Jon hummed.

“Technically… I am not fucking anyone, ever, in my life. So it’s on you.” He stated, looking at Elias.

Elias glared at him and then at the engraving.

“Can you really call it fucking if the man is half a fog?”

Jon mused.

“I.. don’t think so. ”

“Good. Then we agree.”

They shook on it and went back to work.

Beholding was screaming in desperation.