[ With the divider set up, this poorly acted (at least on Elysium's behalf) and badly written play is between them and God. At least, the difference between this showing of insanity and the last is that Sampo has made no metaphors over death (and taxes); if he ever decides to reflect on this moment in the future, he might realise…

Was that possibly Elysium's only issue at the time? Yeah. Help. ]

"For anyone's liking? Are you sure about that?" [ His smile is smug. Reactionary. He schools it back into something more serious when his free hand catches Sampo's to hold it in place, fingers deliberately grazing over his knuckles. ] "Even now, as I have you under me… you're refusing to tell the truth? Why else would you be shady?"

[ what is the genre again. anyway. out with the final boss confession with you. ]