"That's not funny, Sir."
"Alright, alright. I'd already made my decision from the start."
"You're just making things difficult for me."
"Yes, I am making things difficult. I want this place to be as chaotic as possible—at least, I do today."
"If tormenting me brings you joy, I suppose I'm not entirely without value."
"You don't seem all that angry." Eric lifted her veil.
"Because there's nothing to be gained from excessive rage. Anger is the cheapest thing in the world. Though, if it could have elicited a bit of pity from you, perhaps it wouldn't have been so cheap after all. It seems that didn't work so well, however."
"I enjoy talking to intelligent people," Eric said with a smile.
"But you don't seem very intelligent yourself. You could have taken the prize money, comfortably claimed your honor, and been hired as a Knight by some wealthy Nobility. Instead, you chose a lowly Jewish woman. After all your hard work, you're left with nothing.
