"Then do what everyone else does - blame a slave for everything that goes wrong. We're lesser beings than you, so why the hell not? You get to carry on living your luxurious lifestyle while we get punished for breathing at the wrong time." There was a bite of sarcasm in her tone, and she held herself even tighter - her instincts told her to attack, but common sense held her back. She glanced up again at what Derek said, nodding slightly.
"He told me." She said, quietly, looking up. "It's not something you ever followed through on, so why tell me? I know he's not here through force, so I wasn't a condition of him staying. That's the fucked up part of this whole thing. That we just stopped fighting."