Let’s assume
you love someone. You love them so much that you would sacrifice anything to
make sure they’re ok. To help them get out of a situation where, oh I don’t
know, they’re blind and locked in a place that’s about to blow up and they
could get out of there, if only they could see the code which will unlock the
door, and the code is right there, they could see it if they weren’t blind but
they’re blind and it’s impossible for them to punch in the damn code. Let’s say
you love that person -not madly, just enough to ask some weird, creepy looking
monks for help and they’d gladly help you, for a price. What price is that? You
don’t know, it could be anything at all, anything goes. But it doesn’t matter
because you love that person and you want them to live. So you take the monks’
offer.
