Turning away from him as she looked to the door considering the idea of going to see her father she wondered if he was aware of his surroundings yet. Usually her father was a little disoriented when he first woke, a side effect of all the alcohol he consumed so usually it was safer to wait for a little until approaching him. 

Caught by his words she looked at him, the narrowed eyes as he spoke to her. [color=f49ac2]“Me and my rebel friends? You don’t even understand about the people here. You don’t get anything beyond your life in the Capital and it shows.”[/color] Feeling her hand curl into a fist as she gained confidence, forgetting the guilt of betraying him for a moment. [color=f49ac2]“Those two men you had killed, they did not attack your father. [i]The King[/i]. They were looking for me as I disappeared. They meant no harm and you had them killed like it was nothing.”[/color] 

Feeling herself shake slightly she couldn’t help it, it was a mixture of anger and fear and she couldn’t quite tell which was prominent. [color=f49ac2]“The words you use, rebels, terrorists. Scourge like we are some disease to you. These people, my people have suffered for years without any sort of help. Can you blame them for rising up? Wanting to feel something other than a piece of trash at the bottom of your foot.”[/color]

Iris couldn’t stop there, not when he spoke about them being found and executed on site. It sent shivers up her spine as she didn’t doubt that for one second, his father was to be feared and for good reason. [color=f49ac2]“I never lied to you about my feelings, I really liked you. I’ve never connected with someone like that before but let me ask you this.”[/color] She felt her eyes water, but she blinked away any tears before they could fall as she did not want to give him any sort of satisfaction that he had gotten to her. [color=f49ac2]“Had I told you who I was that night, what would you have done? Have me killed like everyone else has been so far because if any of our people make it into the Capital, they don’t make it back alive.”[/color]

Turning her back on him she could feel her heart racing as she moved to the door, [color=f49ac2]“You know what. I don’t even want to know the answer to that question.”[/color] She tried to sound strong, but her voice broke at the last sentence because she honestly believed he would have her killed like she meant nothing to him. Not waiting to hear his answer she left the basement, the door opened for a flicker of a second pouring in light from a rather old run-down looking hallway. 

“Ah! There you are my daughter.” Regis smiled as he saw his daughter in the hallway, he pulled her into a hug as he heard the shut of a door behind her. 

[color=f49ac2]“A-Ah... you are in good spirits.”[/color] Iris smiled slightly as she wrapped her arms around her father, enjoying the comfort from him. 

“Ethan is on his way, he will watch the prisoner whilst we go speak to the others, tell them of what we accomplished. Go on, go get ready. Today is a joyous day.” Regis nodding as he ruffled her hair before moving off into his own room to prepare for the important meeting he had called for.