Ky was doing it again.
Talking about what the pirates did as if there was never any benefit.
Didn't he understand that Hal'Sted had cared for her?
Done a better job of watching out for her than the red clad women she could barely remember ever had?
She wished he understood that there was no difference between him and Hal'sted, not really.
They were the two men who had rescued her.
The two men who had loved her like their child, after her own clan had offered her up in exchange for... she didn't know what they had sold her for, in truth.
She knew Ky would not appreciate her response.
He'd scold her for speaking too harshly, for feeling all she did.
For disagreeing with him on this crucial matter.
She bit her lip, choked her swelling emotions back.
Her response still held all her frustration that he was making the assumptions he did, failing to see how he and Hal'sted were truly the same.
Of course, he would never know it when he heard it.
"Yes Master."