He frowned, tilting his head to the side, and went back over the last two sentences before giving his wife an amused stare. "I hope you have examples, otherwise I am going to keep teasing you about being called out by a 'mere' pair of humans. I might still do it even afterwards, but likely not so much.<br/><br/>And besides, you do everything else so well I have to take with little leverage I get and use it as early and often as possible."<br/><br/>When his beloved wife simply huffed and ignored him, he laughed before reaching across the table and caressing her cheek. "I love you Ama. So, now that you know his real goals and about the... elaborate prison below us, what do you make of everything? Is he actually sane, or is he controlled like I suspect."