Good day, Asgard.

[The violet sea troll offers a surprisingly friendly wave, sitting at the oak desk in his room in the Baldr welcome hall. He twirls a feather quill in his other hand as he speaks.]

I came across a grubdisc I had nearly forgotten, an' it reminded me of a question I'd been dyin' to ask you.

[He pauses for emphasis, leaning in to smirk conspiratorially.]

Has anyone here evver felt personally vvictimized by Sollux Captor?

If the answwer is yes, an' I suspect it wwill be, I havve a proposition that you wwill find mutually beneficial.

An' Sol, if you're fuckin' eavvesdroppin' like the slitherbeast in the grass that you are, you should knoww that I intentionally didn't hide this little message from your repulsivve mutant eyes because I wwanted you to knoww just howw many people wwish you wwere fuckin' dead. Maybe you could do them a favvor an' take care a' that little predicament a' your still bein' alivve all on your owwn.

[Didn't hide it, couldn't hide it. Same difference. Either way, he disconnects the video shortly after with a laugh.]