Grey burst out into a fit of laughter, he really couldn't help it at all. He just found all of this fucking hilarious.
He really didn't have the patience for all the two-faced bullshit. What was the point of the song and dance, he really didn't get it.
If someone really wanted to kill you, was out maneuvering them with words really going to change all that much? And if out maneuvering them with words was really going to be enough to change things, then what was the point of it all anyway?
Sure, Grey could guess that sometimes words were probably important. The legal system back on Earth, for example. Guilty people got off all the time and innocent people lost their lives based on words alone.
Grey hadn't liked that all that much either, but he could understand the need for it.
But this world was different. When life and death, the power of worlds and the skies itself was in the hands of people, who gave a damn about words?
