Araminia did not look up at the laughter that resonated throughout the group, biting her lips. There was always going to be a different in ideology. Different people saw events through their own eyes, and perspective was one thing that was not so easily altered. It surprised her however, to hear Ralasizon correct the students in a way that backhandedly explained why her education hadn’t been entirely lies and propaganda. Though she supposed it made sense. She’d often overheard her father explaining to her brother that the best lies always contained some truth that people could latch onto. Not that she was so quick to reject what she’d been taught, but of her siblings, she’d always been the most open minded. Of course none of them had been handed over to a man who despised their father enough that he’d had to be told that he wasn’t allowed to torture her to death.<br/><br/>She returned her arm to the Pact-bound, keeping her eyes on her feet but listening as he educated his students, intrigued at least by his methods. Where she’d been before, they were told what to think, and what to believe. Ralasizon would give them information, and let them discuss amongst themselves what they thought of it, seeming to only correct what he saw as incorrect information. She stayed silent, aside from her heavier breathing, struggling not to let her exhaustion cause her to slow her pace. She didn’t need yet another reason for them to look down on her. It did not surprise her when a question was finally posed, that it was on the subject of Agony. His answer however worried her deeply, knowing what he was, a faint tremble returning to her body.<br/><br/>That's what he wanted her for. Her shame, her fear, her pain and loneliness. They were at peace, and he had to feed the keeper somehow, in order to keep his pact. She’d been taught that such things were like an addiction. The keeper steadily wanting more and more from their bound, until the bound could no longer supply enough to satiate their needs, and were destroyed. The fact that Ralasizon was as old as he was…. She swallowed. What exactly had she been given over to?