"I'm not afraid of them. They break like twigs," the boy replied, eyes narrowed as the lightening crashed around him. He stilled, head twisting to the side to gaze at the woman, his eyes narrowed somewhat.
"They kill us from infancy because we're born from them - they lock us up and experiment on us if they want to study us, they take away everything," he cocked his head back, his gaze turning to the white haired stranger who seemed intent on keeping him from his mission. "You're naive."