Well, at least we had no difficulty inventing legislation that ended up screwing everybody but the Heads of Houses over.

I’m not entirely sure how I feel about framing these unheard cries for help as entirely the fault of wartime rationing. Surely the fact that a non-trivial part of the total adventuring population just kinda fucked off and declared their own nation for a few weeks had something to do with it? But Sundar doesn’t really need any whipped cream squirted onto his guilt pizza at this point, so maybe it is best we don’t dwell on that too much.

I love a good malapropism, but Sundar’s use of the word “altruists” goes a bit deeper. He heard Brunhilde use it in her life-changing last words to him, and he didn’t quite get what it meant. But his private definition for it is righter than anyone knows.