““just don’t see how anyone can be so cold.” Syn shoved himself away from her. “And you should be grateful, little girl, to whatever god you worship, that you can say that. In the world we come from, I don’t understand how anyone can be anything but cold.” “I’m not a child. Don’t talk to me like I am.” He scoffed at her. “No, you’re worse. You’re an adult who still thinks the world is a beautiful place, filled with people who will help you just for the sake of being nice. Wake up and smell the bloodbath and humility the rest of us have to cope with.””
