Thrall stared down, and then began speaking. "Where I was born, my people were treated as though they were monsters by humans, and forced to live in small, cramped camps in the middle of human keeps and cities. I grew up with hate all around me, and people wishing that I was dead, or there slave. I was named as a slave. But there was kindness as well. Not all hated me, and some thought I was worth protecting and saving. I grew, and became who I am, because of that kindness. There will be people here who hate you, Sybilla, just as there are people who hate Orks, or people who hate other humans on trivial matters. But that does not mean there will not also be people who like you, or wish to be around you, because of who you are. Never doubt that." he smiled. "I will be leaving as soon as I can, to see if I can live in this strange new world I have been told about. I would like you to come along with me, if you could. I can always use another intelligent living being at my side."
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Liza eventually arrived at the bank, and started speaking with the bank teller about splitting the pounds in half, half to go to her account, half to cash.
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Emilia grumbled but itched Gazimon behind the ear. Her itching would probably be rather strange, considering her gloves and short nails, compared to the feel of Gazimon's own hand. "there. we aren't totally evil. Just most of the way. Now brace your feet..." she nodded to Tyler, who had levitated himself out of the truck, who picked up Etemon and carried him to the ground. Emilia jumped after him.
