Startled by all she said, he tried to think and pulled out his pad writing again, as she droned on<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Im fine. They have no reason to. As long as all the perfect people stay in the borders of their perfect, stupid cities, the President has no reason to come a destroy all of this. He keeps population under control by killing off old people, sick people, and sometimes even kids. The people that escape him or go against him flee into the areas where he doesnt monitor or control. Thats where we come in. We live off of anything we can and right through these trees is a small city. It is cut off from the rest of the world because of the forest surrounding it but its a pretty good sized city. We found some apartment complexes and fixed them up to the best of our ability. Some of the men that cant work out on the field run the factories where running water and electricty come from. So we at least get those privileges. So it isnt a five star hotel to you but it is to us,"</span><br/><br/>Finally he would answer a little hurt at that statement, "I resent what you suggest, it's not like I was born into this, I worked hard travelling the world seeing warzones, I can very easily accept what you live in, in fact I hate wearing suits and being forced to stay in expensive hotels, I prefer being with the people. IT'S WHY I WAS FUCKING HIRED GIRL. ALL YOU BEEN IS PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE, I GET IT I'M SUCCESSFUL YOU HATE IT, BUT TO JUDGE ME, THE FREAKING AUDACITY!"<br/><br/>Breathing heavily he sighed knowing his temper had flared muttering, "Sorry..." before burying himself into scribbling notes again.