Molag: You can’t leave me to take care of our 500 children all by myself! I gave you LOVE and CHIM, Vivec!
Vivec: I believe I can, Molag Bal. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be taking my bag of CHIM and leaving.
Molag: *cries silent Molag tears of anger and CHIM* They’re not tears, it’s liquid pride...
I made this 2 months ago and neglected to give it dialogue, so here you go.











