Ahnasha held her arms out wide. "Because of [i]this[/i]. This reaction, this arguing. You'd never agree to it, no matter how much sense it makes. I mean, really, honestly, do you think Neesa [i]needs[/i] me in order to be a threat to us? She could already force our automatons to turn on us with just a few words, some thralls aren't going to make a difference. And do you think she doesn't already have even more than this hidden back at her xanmeer? Besides, with all I've learned, I could probably handle these thralls myself."

Ahnasha had started pacing, and did not pause long enough for Fendros to speak before continuing. "And you know, she's not even [i]that[/i] bad. She comes off as hating everyone, but that's not exactly it. She just doesn't care, not about us, or most anyone else. But there [i]are[/i] people she cares about; people who've earned it. She doesn't like investing in people unless they've shown they're worth her time, but she does have some kind of...vision for the world. For herself, and the people that she sees potential in. For those people, there's a lot to gain from knowing her. I'm not sure I understand it all myself, but I think she wants to see mortals reach our highest potential. Our destiny, as she sees it."