[ And then he pulls his punches. He wouldn't if the rest of them weren't here, Ukoku guesses. It's a measured recklessness—also like Genjo.

He slouches in his chair, visibly considering. ]

If you wanted to, you could take one of the old gods off the table. Indefinitely, without implicating yourself. Depending on how resolved you are, I mean.

[ He doesn't bother hammering in the implication that he's not. ]

I don't know how necessary it is when there's so much we still aren't sure of, but keep it in mind.