Puppetmaster

"I'm sorry." you say, "But I don't belong here."
Icelus' shoulders sag a bit, then he slowly turns around and gives a forgiving smile.
"I suppose you're right." he whispers, "It was nice meeting you boy."
You give a faint smile back at him.
"Well," he coughs, "I think it's time you should rest now."

Yes.
Rest...