"He didn't seem like that sort of man when I met him. He was quite courteous, the strange magic he weaves notwithstanding. What good will yelling do to start off with?"

She remembers distinctly, how he'd called her Miss Adams and answered at least a little of her questions. And there's a slightly bitter taste in the back of her throat as she rearranges her words.

"Not everyone will share the same perception of his actions. I've only been here a short while, but...someone told me that in some respects, compared to what was before, this place might as well be paradise."