#agrenthill

With anger in your eyes you glare at Boothill, “You purposefully let me go so far!”

              Boothill sighs, holding his hands up in a shrug, “Argenti and I concluded to let you get your little rebellious phase out before the sermon tomorrow. We figured if you exhausted yourself then you would be more compliant.”

              Argenti pulls away enough to stroke your cheek with the backs of his fingers, smiling sincerely down at you, “You always want to go for your little walks outside the sanctuary. I thought you’d be happy.”

              You slapped his hand away from your face, stepping away and staring them both down, “I’m not going on a stroll to clear my head, I’m trying to get away from you psychos!” Tears start to flow down your face, your hands furiously wiping at them just so you could see clearly, “Stop treating me like a child! I don’t want to be some dumb vessel for Idrila, I don’t want to live in this dumb sanctuary with you dumb believers!”