The warden swings a leg from the couple steps in front of the entrance, almost cocky, save for the displeasure in their words. “I have been lenient long enough, I’m not here to grant you wishes to your heart's content.” They despise being taken advantage of. It was foolish to give this man the benefit of doubt every time a promise was made in vain. “If you cannot show your gratitude in a way that matters, you might as well stop wasting your precious time here. It won’t benefit any of us.”
“...I see.” He stands with one hand, looking down at the ground for a moment as he speaks. “In that case... What if I told you I didn't come to you for a blessing this time?”