[He laughs. He has to. He has a record of what transpired, and so does everyone who lives here. Don't they? That's that the note from the Mistress had implied. Everyone else had been having a terrible time as well.]

Aye, yet not nearly as extreme as your choice of words. You claimed the quill to be cursed, yet only you can use it. Does that mean that the Mistress cursed you in this way, then? Mayhap it is your book...

[Aymeric passes his own book to Estinien and nudges the bottle of ink over with it.]

May as well see.

[If he's being honest with himself, he really did want to see Estinien write those things in person. They were hard enough to believe as it was.]