"Our influence even by name is extraordinary than the likes of peasants like you. Surely you'd benefit if you actually knew how to put your greed behind and see how better it is to earn favor than dislike."
"Well, some people can't help but want something—and you call it greedy?" Han slammed his hand on the table. "What's so wrong with wanting something and doing your best to go for it? If a Noble tries to get something… then nobody will probably bat an eye, but oh please stop this filthy Peasant from actually wanting a better life."
He swallowed for a moment.
The Lady eyed him with a plain look.
The feeling of having over spoken and placed too much force into those words was obvious. He couldn't change a thing by yelling them out. And yet it felt great to get them out of his chest. Maybe it was scummy to ask for a thousand coins for a necklace… and withhold them from this Lady trying to find her brother—but could anyone blame him for wanting to get something out of this?
