"It hates all things which walk upon two legs," he said, as though that explained her point of contention perfectly. He paused for a moment, then spoke again, his voice suddenly intent. "Who, or what, among you can determine its wishes? The matriarchs would greatly ... value such an individual." The end of his last sentence trailed off slightly, as though he had realized that he had misspoken or was suddenly much less sure of his own claims<br/><br/>As Lazerette finished her explanation, however, his eyes lit up with obvious excitement. "You know the wishes of your own matriarch? And of prospective weaknesses in this ... invasion force that you describe? Then the matriarchs may be interested in<em>you</em>. Which is lucky stroke for the both of us. You seem a pleasant sort, even if your plumage is somewhat dull and rather carelessly uncovered." He gestured at her wild red hair in explanation as he continued. "A ransom would be much preferable to facing the pits for your crimes."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Self-compel approved. This brings Laz's Fate Points up to five, I believe?</div></div>