"You’re one of those tossers who worships the Void are you? Never was fond of your lot. Don’t know how to have a good time. You sit in the dark & have contests over who’s edgier, & pretend the Is-Not actually cares about you." He rubs his forehead, & coughs. "Is there something you want?"
"Hmph! Obviously you have not met all of Sithis’ worshipers!” Lucien was hurt- he knew how to have fun right? He even brought his best bottle with him…
"I’m actually passing familiar with most of you, sometimes when I visit the Webspinner in their realm we chat about whether or not any of you will ever realize they’re just using you for when they need a blunt instrument, & letting you go on thinking Sithis has even a thing to do with it.
Mephala thinks it’s possible one of you might some day, but I’ve more experience with mortals than they do, & you’re all far too arrogant to ever see when you’ve been tricked, much less acknowledge it.”