Medically in pain

<Okay, so...lying to our lord's mother is now firmly out the window and buried in a ditch about six feet deep...>

=And buried in concrete, yes.=

<But we still got to come up with something in order pull the wool over eyes of our lord's cousins...>

=Who we can't get input from because his soul and formula are trying to reorganize a sentient embodiment of sin into something...new.=

<Meaning we have to come up with something convince these youngsters into thinking that we're else other than an archive of forbidden, powerful knowledge. Luckily a collective five millenia worth experience.>

=Correction, we have experience in either killing intruders or driving them into the brink of madness. This entirely new territory for us as a whole.=

<Not exactly...and I have a plan anyways.>

=Oh?=