Strip Away the Myth from the Man

Gideon

I'm the lesser of two evils
Or am I, am I tricking myself nice?

Gideon's eyebrows nearly met his hairline as Remi distanced himself from the Order. Apparently, the Demi God with a husband in the organisation, who frequently used their tower for meetings, who no doubt benefited from their work, was 'not particularly worried' about it. The Priest held his tongue only because Remi was still speaking and he wanted to hear the rest of the blasphemous dirt that would leave his lips before he replied.

"Is that all." He put his hands together before him, splayed his fingers out as he pretended to be considering this. "No - I don't think it is. Do you think this is a game? You're on our side, which means the Order is your team, unless you're trying to tell me you like being bitten." A glance at Remi's neck with the most disgust he could put into the word punctuated it. "If I cannot get you to co operate, I will simply have to ask Ronin. He is altogether more...reasonable."

If I'm a lesser of two evils
Who's this man, who's this act I hide behind?