Tyzias cocks an eyebrow, and a smile teases at her face. Okay, that was a good workaround. Good effort, but it'd still be futile. "Clever," she says, then extends the formalized (proper grammar, but otherwise copypasted verbatim from the post) Contract and... an empty fountain pen? Looks like Tyzias has already signed it. With teal ink.

...that's not ink. "Pen uses your blood. Figured I might as well get some use out of it since Kano backed off on our Contract at the last minute," she explains.