Executioner’s Sweeper

Cassarae's eyes widened. "Holy shit, Syl!"

She felt like her head was spinning. Setting aside the fact showing someone your full status window was basically unheard of. What she was seeing was ridiculous.

There was a long list of cusses and things she wanted to say, but she eventually bit her tongue, pulling Sylas away to a location that was even further from everyone else.

"As you can see, I have an affiliation already and it's not convenient to try to change it now. I can't join, not because I don't want to, but because I can't."

"That's not the point, Syl—as," she hissed. "You can't just go around showing people your stats like that!"

Sylas raised an eyebrow. "Do you think that I would just show it to anyone?"

Cassarae's mouth opened to respond, but she realized she didn't have an immediate quippy reply and chose to look away instead, pretending to be irritated.