no cracks, no breaks

Amun

You'll be faced with problems of all shapes and sizes
You're going to have to make a few compromises

Amun snorted at Hemin's assessment of the situation. Nodding, the potter arched an eyebrow. "Pretty much. It's close enough, but if you're particularly stupid I might move straight to breaking fingers until you stop acting stupid and start thinking." He paused to let that sink in.

Covering his face with his hand, he let out a huff of air somewhere between a laugh and a groan. "Please stop with the deference. Unless you're going to show it to everyone you come across, it rings false. Plus I don't deserve it." Lowering his hand, he wagged a finger at his fellow Ascended. "As it happens, we don't turn people away, so you may join. If you'd come here respectfully, though, and hadn't tried to murder my companion, this whole process could've gone much smoother."

For now we're happy if not overjoyed
And we'll accept the things we cannot avoid