I have a different idea of what bravery is."
"What-complaisance?"
"In a sense. Acceptance, resiliency. How strong must one be to throw a temper tantrum?"
"Is that what you'd call this? You and your people storm our homeland, take us all prisoner and any form of resistance is a temper tantrum in your eyes?"
He pondered this for a moment, his freckled nose crinkling.
"Yes.
Saadi, what do you think you're doing?" I demanded.
"Well I thought I was helping you. As it turns out, I'm bleeding.
Shaselle?"
"What now?" I incredulously exclaimed.
"Do you have plans tomorrow?"
"What?"
"I have a day off duty. We could-"
"No!" I shouted. "What is this?
How was lunch?" she asked, watching, me bound up the stairs.
"The soup was excellent." I called over my shoulder, knowing she wasn't inquiring about the food.
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