As soon as the words left his mouth, Arthur regretted that he had let them out. However, the pebble was already in the water and he felt suddenly exhausted. He slumped to the couch tiredly as he stared at Ivy with a tilted head.
"So, what if I don't join you guys? Would you kill me? Break my legs and fix them and expect me to be happy?" Arthur knew they helped him; it just left a bitter taste in his mouth to be manipulated.
"Si is a good person, Newbie." Ivy pulled a wooden chair from the side and sat on it backward. She leaned forward and continued. "He asked us to help you, and we were late for that. Maybe it was as you say, that he wanted you to feel grateful. It doesn't change that you need him, we all do. He needs you too."
"For what?"
"For his revenge, for his ambitions. He can offer you what you want if you help with what he wants. You know his ability."
