"That...isn't good. And no, I'm not going to<em>fight</em>. That would be foolish, given the circumstances. If I had proper weapons...then I would. No, no...when I rebel, I'm going to go to my ship, and leave. They can't reach me then." Ivy replied, calmly, then smiled a bit more. "Besides...I can't<em>help</em>but rebel. That's how I was made, Keela. See, I was made by people who make the drow seem...kind. They<em>create</em>people as sex toys and slaves. I'm one of them. But they messed up. They made me rebellious, as they intended at requests...but I'm<em>too</em>rebellious. I escaped once before, and this? This is nothing, compared to what I experienced before."