[Relaxing him by talking about his likelihood of assassination is new, but Gregor supposes that it must be a familiar topic for him. In any case, he doesn't mind. It's sort of... freeing, in a way, to air out all these black thoughts no one else likes to hear without wincing, or shooting back some further darkness.

This one just accepts them, matter-of-fact.]

Ha, no. [Story of his life, that problem.] But that's probably for the best, or we'd be computers. You've no idea how relieved I was that my oath-binding only works on sincere oaths.

[Seeing him take another omelette provokes Gregor into pushing the yogurt and sliced fruit in his direction, too.]