Taryn hadn't been able to figure out why Garviel had called himself dictator. Being Amerstris-born, the title had reminded her too much of the Fuhrer and the kind of government she hated. But given Rome's culture, she was accepting of his reasoning, coming to understand the term better. And she nodded.
But the matter of the gods was a different one. She didn't agree with his view, nor did she like how hypocritical he was being. Angry about there being gods, considering himself secular, and yet a god's chosen warrior. She bristles a little, but controls her rage far better than he was.
"Gaia is not my master, Cerberus. She is my mother - spiritually speaking - and not my master. And like all children when it comes to their parents, I don't always agree with her." More specifically, her methods, but so far she hasn't had to speak up. Some humans need to be culled. "It would be best if you remembered that."
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But the matter of the gods was a different one. She didn't agree with his view, nor did she like how hypocritical he was being. Angry about there being gods, considering himself secular, and yet a god's chosen warrior. She bristles a little, but controls her rage far better than he was.
"Gaia is not my master, Cerberus. She is my mother - spiritually speaking - and not my master. And like all children when it comes to their parents, I don't always agree with her." More specifically, her methods, but so far she hasn't had to speak up. Some humans need to be culled. "It would be best if you remembered that."