VOIDSY: You're just adorable.
MILLER: I-I try!
VOIDSY: I hate to inform you of bad news, but we're allied against Spit in this session.
Her expression turns very serious.
MILLER: I'm aware. I have a lot of knowledge about Spit…my deity, Rein, is her controller and handler.
MILLER: Without Rein's protection, all of Taverne would suffer at her hands. It may not be able to control everything she does, but it has enough strength to keep the rest of us gods safe.
MILLER: She's devoured both a high god and a greater one…which should have been impossible.
MILLER: No greater god should be able to kill a high one…which is why we desperately need Rein rehabilitating and handling her.
MILLER: It's a long process with little result so far, but I have high hopes for my master. It's a powerful and benevolent force- the best, even!
MILLER: I'll do my best too to help you defeat Spit in this game! I want to make Rein proud of me!
VOIDSY: Do you know about becoming physical?
MILLER: Nope! I was born physical, sorry!
MILLER: But I hope you get to be soon, you seem like a very nice collective.
VOIDSY: You don't know about the win condition, do you?
MILLER: Nope! It's not like it's a big secret or anything, but I sure didn't want to get spoiled.
VOIDSY: Hm….Wretch told us it was a very large secret, enforced by high gods.
MILLER: Huh!
MILLER: That's…not really true?
MILLER: I mean…from what Eastwood's told me, Wretch isn't a bad person…
MILLER: Is it possible she was lied to?