"are you being petty again?" Hilda asked as she leaned back against the chair she was on, a rather serious look on her face.
"Not particularly." Divyat tried, his features schooled blank, as his voice took on an edge.
"Then why are you refusing us? Are we not good enough for you? Or is the idea of being in an alliance do that we can all stand a better chance of surviving the changes that our world and reality is about to undergo."
"There's nothing wrong with an alliance, marriage or no marriage. Having that right now would just distract from my vengeance, plus if I should be in an alliance with anyone of you then it should be of my own volition, my own choice, not a decision that would be made for me by women!" The moment the words left his mouth Divyat knew he might have messed up.