What a curious thing to ask. Do you doubt my words, or is that you imploring me for aid in all this...?

[ just a bit, maybe. it's sharper. more clipped, as he talks of being forced to fit somewhere he shouldn't.

but it passes just as quickly, as his tone now is neutral again, controlled and even. part of grima wonders at the hesitation, and what sort of picture, exactly, the other is currently assembling of him... but dismisses the thought as unimportant in the end. ]

Did I not just say that I would rather not be trapped here? To that end, I will help, yes, if that is what it ends up taking.