"Oh dear, we did do this conversation in the wrong order, didn't we, and it's my fault, for trying to get to the end of it sooner, when we can't do that, you have to walk through all the parts. It makes sense that you, not being omniscient, are nervous. It seems like it would be very nervewracking to not be omniscient."

"Do you....know what's going on. Is there a plan."

"Probably!"

"Will you bet in Merenre's market." 

"One of the downsides of omniscience is that it really ruins the appeal of gambling. You could just give me all your money, save us some time."

"...if you want, if you go and place your bets now and tell me that they are genuinely your best bets, We'll pay out right now like they resolved in your favor."

"Have you ever thought to yourself, maybe I'm trying to solve a flood with a Fireball?"

"Am I trying to solve a flood with a Fireball?"

"No, I think I'd actually characterize this specific error slightly differently. You're - trying to solve childbirth with a Fireball. It's a delicate process."

"You can solve childbirth with a Dimension Door."

"When the baby's ready! Not sooner!"

"When the - baby's ready - when whatever Nethys is planning has come to fruition - then will you help us?"

"...no."

"Nefreti, if there's anything at all you can tell me that would help me understand -"

"Imagine a little bird flies into town and starts breathing Fireballs, and says 'pay me to go away!' What do you do?"

"Kill it."

"But what if it only wants a little bit of gold to go away! You'll have to pay far more than that, to get some adventurers to kill it."

"We kill it."

"Not in the mood for delivering a lecture on Law today, I take it?"

"There is no one listening but you, Nefreti."

"Is the palace being spied on?"

"Do you want to hear about the little bird or not."

The pharaoh of Osirion is much less inclined to casually murdering people who annoy him than not just the Queen of Cheliax but nearly any noble in Cheliax. This doesn't speak particularly well of him; it's a very low bar. 

The pharaoh of Osirion finds himself, to his alarm, contemplating the murder of the High Priestess of Nethys in all of Golarion. Luckily, he reminds himself, he couldn't do it if he wanted to.

"I would like to hear more about the bird," he says pleasantly.

"A little bird comes to town and starts sneezing Fireballs everywhere. 'I have a terrible illness that causes Fireball sneezing', it says, 'please help me'. What do you do."