[Dantes's hand easily engulfs Andersen's, cold white swallowing fragile skin and bones. Yet Andersen notices that, in spite of his tremendous strength, Dantes is careful. There was no need to give a pretty vow when they were forging this Bond for the sake of convenience. But a speech like that indicates how seriously the other Servant is taking this.

What a troublesome man, saying one thing while doing the exact opposite.

Andersen will show his dedication to this decision as well, then.]

And I, Hans Christian Andersen, tether myself to you as your partner. Your tale is now mine, and I vow to see it through to the end. Though our collaboration may lead us into the heart of Hell itself, I swear on my honor as an author that no matter what terrors or pain awaits me, you will find me at your side.