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"It's not really free, is it?" he said, his expression unreadable.
"They want power. They want to be in control of everything, and they will slaughter innocent people just to have what they want."
"I had sorts of freedom. I could do whatever I wanted, for the most part. War was.. thrilling, but taxing. Same goes for commanding civilians."
She looked.. upset. Disgusted. "Humans are greedy, murderous things."
He frowned, going quiet as he thought. "In some aspects."
She watched him critically. "Give me your explanation. We can go from there."
"I'm sure," he said, his expression shifting after a moment. "Besides. You know what I did as a ruler. You should understand."
"Fine," she said flatly, going to sit down. "Let's discuss."
He laughed a little, rolling his eyes. "I'm not a troll."
She might have taken a moment to admire it on any other day, but for now she was focused on her task, looking up at Ben thoughtfully. "You said...
He huffed, glaring at her stubbornly. "I don't sound like that."
She followed, crossing her arms with a frown.
"I'm a dangerous person," he replied simply.
She squinted at the note with a frown, entering the hallway and turned to the nearest guard. "Can you escort me to the library, please?"
"No," he said, "you were polite to me."
She exhaled slowly, gripping the blankets with anger as she remembered her situation. She stood, starting towards the door.
"You made me breakfast, dinner, and brought me a blanket. You know who I am and even did it after I threatened your family. You're not...
Cal woke the next morning, sitting up blearily and looking around in confusion.
He squinted at her before laughing out, almost in disbelief. "You? Unwelcoming? Haughty? Okay."
(Zoop?)
