It won't matter if they're content if we've found a way to leave. I want nothing to do with them. And if they decide after all this time that they want to be our enemy, that won't be our fault. We're all doing what we can.

[ she pauses, her turn to take in 'kind' with some confusion. she wants food, but if that lines up with kindness, she won't argue. her frown eventually relaxes. saber is...not so bad. ] Right. I'll come by soon, then.