Chastian listened quietly.  Her face colored  good deal. With outrage, anger, and finally frustration. She didn't speak the first word.  Amber eyes went dark and somewhat distant as she thought things through a little. At mention of the Hobbit she came back too.<strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">I'm a box without key or lid. But inside me golden treasure is hid. What, am I?</span></strong>She asked the riddle looking at Cornellius. She flashed a look at Brian, her eyes still dark with distaste.<strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WE are considered evil because we were dragged her against our will.  Are 'you' evil?</span></strong>She was quite pointed about it. He should think about what he'd said in her estimation.  She looked back to Cornellius after another few moments of thought.<strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">Is there no place these poor creatures can live in peace? Why has no one attempted to capture them and release them somewhere they can do no harm?  It's hardly fair to kill them all just because they are an incovenience.</span></strong>Cruise would recognize Chas' propensity to respect all life.<br/><br/>There'd been one time a group of baby mice had somehow gotten into the trashcan beneath the sink in his apartment back home. He came in to find her carefully plucking them out by their tales. The'd gone into some plastic container or another. When asked 'why' she had told him she was going to release them at a nearby park. That it wasn't their fault they'd been born in his apartment. WHY should they suffer for it?