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He overstepped his bounds. He knew it.
But - Thomas didn't care. Hugo was nice, he was just trying to do something right. And he was so young (though Thomas knew he had no room to talk when it comes to age).
"...I don't blame anyone but the Bandits for what happened, and as I said - I'm not really a Zexan. I just, uhm - well I just think that where you are born is no reason to be a subject of hate. That's what I'm trying to do, Hugo."
"I don't know how you coul-" The Chieftan's son started.
"Hey there!" The Minister had bellowed - cutting him off. "It's him! The Karayan boy. Hand him over, he's got an arrest warrant in Vinay Del Zexay!"
"Huh?" Thomas blinked at the large bellowing man as Hugo backed away as his companions came out from no where. "A... wa-warrant?"
"I'm not going with you, I didn't do anything!" The boy goes to unsheathed a dagger, the Duck and the Tinto outlanders reached for their swords.
Thomas didn't realize he stepped between the approaching Zexan soldiers and the motley crew until he opened his mouth. "Sir," The young man started with an uncharacteristic frigid tone in his voice. "Please tell me you did not come all the way here just to insult our guests?" His eyes narrowed. There was a startled sound behind him, but he was focused on how red the Minister's face had become.
"What do you think you're doing?! You're harboring a criminal, and you're flaunting our laws!"
"I am the master of the castle, and what I say is the law on these grounds. Please leave the premises at once, you're upsetting the guests." Thomas cut him off.
Even though he knew he just 'screwed himself over' (as many Nexusians would put it), he felt a sort of giddy pride as he replayed the exchange in his head. He stood up to those councilmen, and he didn't even stutter!
"Master Thomas!" Cecile exclaimed. "Com'on, we got to finish with these dummies or they can't escape!"
"Oh-oh! I'm sorry - I'm almost done here."
Well - what will what may as they say. He'll worry about the response later.
But - Thomas didn't care. Hugo was nice, he was just trying to do something right. And he was so young (though Thomas knew he had no room to talk when it comes to age).
"...I don't blame anyone but the Bandits for what happened, and as I said - I'm not really a Zexan. I just, uhm - well I just think that where you are born is no reason to be a subject of hate. That's what I'm trying to do, Hugo."
"I don't know how you coul-" The Chieftan's son started.
"Hey there!" The Minister had bellowed - cutting him off. "It's him! The Karayan boy. Hand him over, he's got an arrest warrant in Vinay Del Zexay!"
"Huh?" Thomas blinked at the large bellowing man as Hugo backed away as his companions came out from no where. "A... wa-warrant?"
"I'm not going with you, I didn't do anything!" The boy goes to unsheathed a dagger, the Duck and the Tinto outlanders reached for their swords.
Thomas didn't realize he stepped between the approaching Zexan soldiers and the motley crew until he opened his mouth. "Sir," The young man started with an uncharacteristic frigid tone in his voice. "Please tell me you did not come all the way here just to insult our guests?" His eyes narrowed. There was a startled sound behind him, but he was focused on how red the Minister's face had become.
"What do you think you're doing?! You're harboring a criminal, and you're flaunting our laws!"
"I am the master of the castle, and what I say is the law on these grounds. Please leave the premises at once, you're upsetting the guests." Thomas cut him off.
Even though he knew he just 'screwed himself over' (as many Nexusians would put it), he felt a sort of giddy pride as he replayed the exchange in his head. He stood up to those councilmen, and he didn't even stutter!
"Master Thomas!" Cecile exclaimed. "Com'on, we got to finish with these dummies or they can't escape!"
"Oh-oh! I'm sorry - I'm almost done here."
Well - what will what may as they say. He'll worry about the response later.
