[A small part of her almost feels perversely victorious, to throw him off even remotely near as badly as he has surprised her, but the feeling can't last. She has avoided thinking about what that mercenary had said to her, half because she hadn't believed it and half because she was afraid to pry into the lives of anyone who might then try to pry into her own in turn, but-]
What is a duke?!
[Her voice cracks again, frustrated with the reminder of their different worlds, their different cultures, now of all times. But even as she asks, she knows it means the answer to her question was a "yes", that was some type of noble, and if that were true-]
Do you not know what I am? What I was?
[She had never admitted it in words, but-
It wasn't something nobles could or should love.]
Do you not have eyes?
[Even if she weren't chattel... she was still jinba.]
no subject
What is a duke?!
[Her voice cracks again, frustrated with the reminder of their different worlds, their different cultures, now of all times. But even as she asks, she knows it means the answer to her question was a "yes", that was some type of noble, and if that were true-]
Do you not know what I am? What I was?
[She had never admitted it in words, but-
It wasn't something nobles could or should love.]
Do you not have eyes?
[Even if she weren't chattel... she was still jinba.]