EDOLON: ah.
EDOLON: as if to deride me yet again with his mere presence...
EDOLON: the prodigal heir returns.
EDOLON: look at me, fumbling my own directives.
EDOLON: good thing you lot are meant to do as i say, not as i do.
EDOLON: as if to deride me yet again with his mere presence...
EDOLON: the prodigal heir returns.
EDOLON: look at me, fumbling my own directives.
EDOLON: good thing you lot are meant to do as i say, not as i do.