In this case, the term you're looking for is purist - but the term I'm taking on for the sake of argument is nationalist. I am, after all, [ kaveh says, with the air of a tired joke, ] Sankta.

[ it follows, then, that the only non-outlier in this entire chatroom shakes his head slowly. ]

There's also the giant rolling pin in the sky. It's going to come down if a choice isn't made, and from recollection, it's a terrible way to go. [ midnight's kiss, netzach's fingers. kaveh's feathers ruffle, in the way of warm reproach. ] But we have time. It's alright, Netzach, really. When the book closes, all three of us will be just fine outside of it. You'll see.