The silver-haired admiral could see within her solemn eyes that she did not agree, and she did not like the way he responded to her words. Of course he wasn't going to think whatever she said was true. She was a young, naive girl yet to experience much of the world beyond traveling the skies with a buffoon and a loud-mouth girl.
"You think that now. But one day, you will understand." He reached out with a single hand, grasping onto her chin and gently pulling her face to look at his.
"Don't think this is a bad thing. There must be people in control, or everything is chaos and unjust. I will bring peace to Arcadia."