He smirked at that point, refraining from laughing again at her take of the situation. "No, actually it is a bit backwards. I hold my position through sheer audacity, in a society that values cunning, diplomacy and strength in that order."<br/><br/>He considered the point, before grinning. "Your people have entertainment computer games, yes?"<br/><br/>At their confused looks, he frowned, before pulling out his PDA, and finding an old program he liked, a top down bullet hell game, and moved between the two aliens so they could see. "I am the icon at the bottom, the Fae, both allies and enemies, are the icons coming from the top. The objective is to survive as long as you can, because there is no win condition. You play until the enemy finally kills you. It is remarkably similar to my current position. No matter how well I do though, eventually..."<br/><br/>He managed a minute, before he misjudged a gap, and his sprite exploded. "I misstep, I die, and someone else steps up to fill the hole. The only question is how long I can delay the inevitable conclusion to this dance."