It's not a matter of diligence as much as it's a matter of pride. For all that Temple's horns are a textbook example of greed, he's by no means unfamiliar with vice and sin in many different forms. And this, oh, this? There was no way he was going to let this slide.
"So you can't," Primrose repeats, his tone as flat as his expression. He hasn't moved from his station behind the Heavenly Embassy's counter, back straight as a ruler and arms crossed over his chest. Tem...
