"This is strange. Who made you sign your pact? It couldn't have been me, since you're here and all. It must've been Sahed."

Tonny would sigh, before looking up at you again, clearly confused with this whole situation. You somehow died to the circus' hands, and now you've signed a pact that kept you immortal, in exchange for you to bind to the circus as long as you're alive and breathing.

"I'll have to assign you a role in the circus, by the way. You can think about it overnight if needed."