[ None of it sounds right when there are multiple elephants in the theatre that remain unaddressed. For one, how he's the last person to make any guarantees, and yet here Sampo was, accepting them as they were. ]

Do you? I don't think I've said anything you don't already know.

[ And then Sampo's leaning in, and Elysium retreats, just a little, to briefly stare at the bright smile on the other's face before he flicks his gaze upwards. ]

… I just can't leave things unpaid, is all. By the by, I know you can't, either. So if I end up having to fish you out again, don't think I won't charge you extra for it. I'm not that selfless of a guy. [ Teasingly, and with the charged undercurrent of something else: ] Is that really something to be appreciative of?

[ being the recipient of both his shallow and deep whims, and having certain debts forced upon him, in kind. in "kind." ]