Makary was a man of a few words. Someone who weighed nearly every word he spoke, thus making them bear a lot more weight than useless drivel the majority of people would partake in.
And yet, when he had nothing but silence to react to my reveal, it didn't take long for me to start worrying.
'Do I really need to pull out Fay to make him believe us?'
This question was far deeper than it appeared. Because if I ended up proving, in any way or form, that what I've spoken about wasn't just a figment of my imagination, I would be the loser of the exchange.
For Makary would keep his ability to decide for or against my request, while my hand would already be out in the open.
"I hope you understand how hard it is to believe... frankly, any of this," Makary finally spoke in a perfectly weighed, controlled manner.
"I'm aware," I said while nodding my head.
"And you don't happen to..." Makary raised his eyes a bit, "have proof to back what you said?"
I took a deep breath and lowered my eyes.
"Indeed, I do. In fact, I gave it to you... how long ago was it?" I pretended to think about the topic for a moment. "Two weeks ago? Three?" I kept acting as if I couldn't recall the exact date. "All the killing I've been up to made it pretty hard for me to keep count."
At this point, as much as I hated myself for it, Makary's mere presence was causing me to start rambling uselessly.
Rather than playing cat and mouse and running in circles around each other, I decided to be frank and put my reasons straight on the table.
"So how about it. You go call who you need to get things moving. And if all I've told turns out to be mere bullshit, you will get all the rights to my herbs for free."
I cupped my hands together while resting my elbows on my knees. Leaning over the coffee table, I looked Makary straight in the eyes, trying my absolute best to read into what was going through his head.
And as far as I could see beyond the man's mask, he was currently battling his own thoughts.
"Assuming I agree..." Makary spoke out, only to, once again, cut his words short. At the same time, his face twisted in disapproval of what he was about to say.
"To be frank, I'm not even sure if it will be possible to move a huge number of people or equipment over to the other world all that easily," I admitted even though this point wasn't on the agenda. "So, here's my suggestion that consists of three points."
I stood up from the chair and walked away from the main lounge area, moving over to the massive glass panel that made up one of the walls of the penthouse.
"First thing first, you need to start calling people. This point, I won't concede on. Secondly, I need you to fix a place with... literal frame for a gate?"
This point I wasn't exactly sure about. After all, it was merely my own guess that it was a physical anchor that I needed to fix this stable gate of mine in place.
Still, whether or not it was true, hardly mattered. After all, in the worst case scenario, who would stop me from exploiting the normal portal by having everyone form a line and grab each other hands as they walk into Fay's world?
"And lastly, once the first two demands are satisfied, I will give you your proof. And one that no one in their right mind will be able to deny," I announced as I turned around and looked at Makary with the backdrop of a night sky behind my back. "What say you?"