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No.
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He places it in my hands.
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To prove that I am worthy of being called his fucking son.
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And what response have you given?
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I have managed to delay the presenting of it,
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until the men have been ranked in contest.
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I would have thought your answer immediate.
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Well, we need time to convince him of your worth.
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Is he the one that needs convincing, Quintus?
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I will not have that fucking tone.
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I defend you at every turn.
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And I have made every sacrifice,