Kismet was certainly not aware of the fact that this was meant to be some sort of game. Certainly an odd pair of boys really, Kismet and Soren weren't the most playful a little on the serious side really. His imagination tended to run with far more realistic ideas than most his age, dreaming of the lands beyond the island than of games quite like these. "Okay, boy, you're just not getting it. I want you to play with me, not be a fuddy duddy." As such, Warja's explanation that this was all meant to be some sort of game didn't really help clear things up all that much for him.
"Let's start over, Kismet. If you want to play too, I'm a warrior princess and you can whatever you want...so long as you're the bad guy." Perhaps the whole fuddy duddy comment hadn't made him feel any better about the scenario though for some reason her comment about being a warrior princess was something that the Adravendi boy couldn't help but question. "A warrior princess? He spoke, tone questioning 'really?' rather than actual confusion over what a warrior princess could possibly be. The idea seemed... odd.
The other problem was of course this demand that he was a bad guy. As it stood Kismet hadn't ever met anyone who could be considered bad in his life, which meant that good and evil hadn't really had much consideration by the boy. Even so, he would have certainly thought himself to be good, he had never done anything to hurt anyone, though he had of course scared his mother a few times as he left on his adventures. "And I'm not a bad guy." Perhaps he was a little too serious for his age.
