"Wha- but you just said-"
"I have no intention of fighting in this war," Sol crossed his arms. "My fight is elsewhere, I can just leave this to Ikaris, she is an excellent candidate and far more than capable," He nodded with a puff of steam coming out of his nose as he proudly spoke of his slave once more. "Not to mention, she is showing interest, it shocks me that she does but if she wants to play along then how could I take that from her?" He added, and Sara looked at him wierdly.
"Play?" She repeated his words with an air of intolerance. "Is this some kind of game to you?" Sara asked, and Sol took another bite of his apple and turned to her.
