She thought about the words he uttered. Though some of the words he spoke made sense to her, she still could not wholeheartedly submit to it. Castallia had a strong stubborn streak running through her, one she'd inherited from her father.  "I can see where your reasoning lies. But I still cannot agree. However, you are allowed an opinion as much as I am allowed one. " She said. She avoided eye contact with him, not wanting to give in. "Those women may be happy. They've submitted to this lifestyle. I am having a more difficult time grasping the concept. There's nothing wrong with the fact that they enjoy serving men for the rest of their lives. It's just that I had bigger things envisioned for myself. But those plans were cut short and I've been forced into this life that you and all the others that inhabit this planet seem to hold in high esteem." She said, sarcasm slightly lacing her voice. "Let's just agree to disagree. Shall we?" She questioned as he looked to her.<br/><br/>She quieted down after she had spoken her peace and she turned her attention out to the landscape that rested beneath them. The landscape of Gor was so different but so similar to Earth in so many ways. The city they'd recently left had almost seemed futuristic in a sense. More advanced than Earth, to say the least. "How long have you been on Gor?" she asked, struggling to make conversation with the man she'd eventually have to get along with. However, part of her was genuinely curious. He had been from Earth as well, but he'd somehow found a way to adapt. Though she assumed it would be easier for a man to adapt to the hierarchy of Gor than it was for a woman.