I paused, noticing that his facial expression appeared conflicted. Perhaps I needed to pry even further.
"This Camp won't last much longer, and there's no telling what could happen in the future. Besides… with your wife's ability and your brains, I don't think it will be impossible to survive out there. So, tell me Charles… why do you remain bound here? Why are you intent on leading this failed venture and supporting those useless maggots that merely take up space in this place?"
His fists tightened when he heard my last statement, but I didn't care. What else would one call a bunch of useless liabilities that only knew how to do domestic work.
"This is a sinking ship, Charles… and you know it. It's only a matter of time before it all comes crashing down."
"You think I don't know that?!" He finally burst out, unable to control himself anymore.
A smile formed on my face since I had finally gotten the reaction I wanted.
"Why then?"
