“O really I have seen your work in—wait that means it has never in fact existed—”

“That is the genius of my ambiguity Mr. Friday—”

“Mr. Price?”

“Yes?”

“You are proposing to crack Die Festung.”

“No I mean that would be entirely no of course not also too Jack Price is deceased I am an artist why do you ask?”

“You are.”

“If I was going to do that, is it something you would be upset about?”

“In fact we do not like them. We believe in freedom, they in perpetuation. We are in fact a revolutionary movement albeit an incremental one they are deeply conservative to the point of stasis. It is an incompatibility. Mr. Eiger and his ilk—”

“Ilk.”

“Yes his ilk. Cornflower men. He and his sort—they appear to be Swiss but they are not like true Swiss who are compassionate in surprising moments and directions. They are the other thing. The closed door and the sneer. The cancer that hides in the body of the Gemeinde there is a similar issue elsewhere even here. When people are afraid they espouse severity. The Cornflower Men make them afraid and then offer them answers.”

“That was real stirring but I am not entirely—”

“They are a little bit Fascists.”

“How little?”

“Quite a lot actually.”

“I’m going to do me things to these guys.”

“…”

“…”

“…It seems I am constantly in the position of helping you because you are pointed at monsters more horrible than yourself. And yet each time I do this you become more…you.”

“Seriously man I have a job I just want to get it done and they are being unreasonable is all like they—Friday they killed Volodya the sniper I mean that guy…”

“He was appalling. He made ham from the dead.”

“Man don’t start with that he absolutely did not it was just ham we had this whole running joke about that it used to make him laugh.”

“You cannot actually believe that.”

“O shit Friday did he really make ham out of—Jesus never mind I just—all I want is to get this job done okay and these guys are putting themselves in my way when I—you know I totally tried to do it the respectable way but there are issues of—”

“You propose to annihilate them.”

“Will you help?”

“Do you promise me that the programmer in question will not be harmed?”

“Yes.”

“…I believe we should define harm.”

“Friday—Friday man I’m not—okay I have been off my game that thing with the lady whose car we stole is well she is not alive and obviously there was the unfortunate business with Mr. Sharkey’s exploding face but—but when—let’s say when I am in control of the environment I do not wish to make people die that is not my thing.”

“You derive no pleasure in random killing for its own sake. That is true.”