Video, UN: Puppetking

[throneaway]

[ The video cuts in to a very plain assigned apartment room, and a tall, reedy-looking individual who smiles to see something light up or turn on on the device. Success!

Maxwell doesn't look too worried about all this 'saving the world' jazz.

Neither does the little floating eyeball that nuzzles up to his shoulder. He pets it absently. ]

Say, pal. How many of you 'randomly chosen' otherworldly visitors were already heroes in your own worlds? How many of you were ... Less heroic?

I don't mean to be suspicious, you understand: I'm sure they actually do need help here.

But I have some prior experience with kidna--err--this kind of selection process.

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[gleaner]

And is that what you do, Maxwell? Specialize in darkness?

[It wasn't questioning with any particular tone, a simple question based on what he was just told. His face did not give much away to what he thought, either.]

No need. Knowledge is meant to be shared, especially in a situation like this.

[throneaway]

Precisely that. [ And there's a certain refuge in audacity, too? But he's not getting any terrible vibes. If anything, that last comment makes him feel more warmly disposed; it feels like something Wilson might say. May as well be honest. ] Darkness also specializes in me.

I had hoped to more subtly unearth if there were instances of our kind being called upon to assist and ending up a liability. I don't think it's inevitable, but if the darkness here corrupts, and spreads... [ Well. ]