“But why would you lie about—“
“I like walking the streets free,“ said Jesper. “I like not worrying about being snatched up by a slaver or put to death by some skiv like our friend Helvar here. Besides, I have other skills that bring me more pleasure and profit than this. Lots of other skills.“
You want something from me. Are witches so used to deceit they can’t accept good manners? Manners? You talk of manners when you have me in chains, starving.