Which part? Getting people to do the labour, or running away?

( He takes the lighter, a twitch of a smile blooming. He's glad it's getting use. Geto busies himself for a moment, pulling a cigarette out of the packet by his teeth, lighting up quickly after. He tosses the lighter back, shrugs a shoulder. )

They're meant to be a peaceful bunch. Dedicating their lives to enlightenment. Mine was a little unprecedented in that the focus lay elsewhere. Relieving people of their cursed burden, though I suppose we did do a fair amount of the festivals. It was fun for the girls. And I was raised devout. ( Something he sometimes finds himself swinging closer to, then swaying away from. It's Complicated for a parent killer. ) They can't force you, really. It's guidance, mostly.