Junari looked at her. Not sure he believed her. His eyes narrowed. "Object. Subject. These are not terms you use towards someone you qualify as an equal. Object implies I am a tool that can be used and serves no purpose other than to be used. Subject implies I am a servant or slave which my people highly frown upon. Yet it also implies someone or something that is beneath you and thus not worth considering an ally. If I was a so called new "comrade" you and your men would not refer to me as such things. Therefore logical explanation points to you do not see me as an equal. Or as a comrade."<br/><br/>He shook his head. "I am stating it as I see it. Not once have I heard guy or comrade or ally or my name. What I hear you and them saying is subject this. Subject that. From what I know that means we are not equals. That I am a job and tool of war and nothing more. That you do not see me as a living being. If I was one of you then you would truly see me as a comrade. As of now what I hear and see is you are a job and object. Not a comrade." He looked at her. "If calling people objects and subjects is what humans do then it is no wonder the gods abandon this world. As for the crystal thing how do you equate that to me being an equal when you've done nothing but call me subject?" He demanded and then just merely listened to her.<br/><br/>His crystal was now glowing and levitating a bit. She was most likely not getting a damn thing he said. She apparently heard it the wrong way. Typical woman. He knew the second part had been understood but he knew she hadn't understood the first because he had seen her angry movements. Well he was a bit annoyed with these people. He was a person not a damn subject or object! His stone began glowing brighter as his annoyance with them rose. Object. Subject. He bet if he was one of them it wouldn't be that it would comrade or ally or even his name. Code even. A nagging at the back of his mind forced him to remember they were not from his time. "<a class="__cf_email__" data-cfemail="210061" href="/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection">[email protected]</a>(#*&!$%%&#$^#*(&*?|&^%^<a class="__cf_email__" data-cfemail="7b5f3b" href="/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection">[email protected]</a>#%%^" He said under his breath in Atlantian. Frustation in his tone<br/><br/>~as the hours passed~<br/><br/>As the hours went by he calmed down. He listened to her and stopped walking when she spoke again. His crystal having gone back to not glowing an hour ago. He had walked in virtual silence after expressing how he felt. "What do you need to stay stable?" He asked in concern. "Perhaps I can help you. You see me as subject but I'm trying to see people I don't understand as equals. It is the way of Atlantis to help others whether they care if you exist or not. As such I want to help you as you help your men. If I help you then it may have the benefit that I will be seen like a true comrade and not a job. Even if it doesn't I want to help you because that is the way of my people." His tone soft and gentle.<br/><br/>He hoped she would let him help her. If she didn't he wasn't going to force it on her. He would just make sure she was alright. He hadn't meant to lose his calm earlier but it hurt being called a subject instead of being treated like she said he was. She said if he wanted to claim he wasn't a comrade but he did not see how calling someone a subject meant they were comrade. To him such a term was demeaning and ranked him below being an equal. He wasn't wanting for her to see him as above her and didn't even think that himself. He wanted to be seen as one of them even though he was not. He knew this. He was not one of their group. He was an outsider. He knew this yet craved to belong. Yet with all the subject calling refering to him he felt he was little more than dirt to them.<br/><br/>"In Atlantis leaders and friends such as you and your comrades..." Yes he said hers because he felt everyone viewed him as less than them based on how they talked about him like he wasn't there or a person...that they viewed him as an outsider. "...they were people that were looked up to by others. For not everyone can lead and not everyone can treat people as equals." He shook his head. "This is a world I do not understand and so I feel at a loss. I do not get some of the terms you and your men use. I do not get a lot of things. Not because I am slow but because a lot of it goes against what I know and remember the world being like. Yet still I want to understand. These new experiences like traveling through snow is interesting and even exciting."<br/><br/>He paused. "Yet I know from what I seen this group of yours is like a family. I must help you in order to keep this family together. Unlike...unlike a family I knew closely. Your eyes have gotten a deeper shade of red. I have heard of such things but do not recall much that I had heard." He said softly. "Regardless of what it costs myself I must do what is right." He looked at her. "So what is it you need to help you restabilize so that this family stays together?" As he moved the markings that were on his skin shined in the light for a moment.