As You Build Your Dreams On My Shattered Hopes

He seemed to really think about what she had said, which made her oddly pleased. Sure, she was going to bother him, but her words did have a truth to them. Maybe she was some kind of an angry prophet or something. Yeah... she liked the sound of that! Mercy, the pissed off wise speaker. He looked at her and started to mutter some nonsense, his eye twitching in the effort to keep in his irritation at bay. She just flashed him a wide smile, her shoulders shrugging. "That is up to you to decide, no one can make that choice for you. But it was not the entire pack that enslaved you, it was a single member. You'd to well to remember that," she said, her gaze becoming harder for a moment. "Not everyone is here to see you fail, in fact I'm pretty sure that no one is. Imperium is the best pack out there, and of course I'm not biased at all," she said with laugh, her head shaking back and forth before she went on. "But honestly, everyone here is a fighter in one way or another. You obviously are too, if you were in the siege. You being here of course meant that you lost, but we can work on that." Her grin grew slowly, this time into something a lot more toothy. "I could always show you something or two, short stuff. Only if you promise to start feeding yourself, and pulling your weight."

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