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Arthur King (chasingphantoms) wrote in inpoormerit,

King watched his new friend slip the chain around her neck in mild curiosity, though he didn't ask. Rings were an intimate symbol, and he'd already asked an intimate enough question. Besides, asking about hers would probably prompt her to retaliate by asking about his, and he knew himself well enough to know that talking about his wife and children was an almost sure way to get his shield of stoicism to crack, and that was the last thing he wanted. And given her answer, it seemed that the topic at hand was interesting enough.

King let out a low whistle. "Eco-terrorist, huh? I'm sure you've got quite a record. Seems like you wouldn't get much of a pension out of it, though." His tone was even and completely void of disapproval - if anything the slight glimmer in his eyes betrayed the opposite. In special ops he'd had to deal with several such of Eden's fair (mostly American citizens, though), and he'd always had a strange fascination with the ones who thought they weren't terrorists. Some were too far gone to even make the argument, but he had to respect the ones who really, truly believed in their cause. After all, he believed in his, and sometimes he wondered if the only difference between them was the fact that he could kill people legally.