Callie crossed her arms that were already free from being tied and frowned at what had just happened earlier. She still couldn't believe that they would be going on another mission that this terrible but beautiful chief had given them. She had protested multiple times after their talk, but all that was just replied to her was a cold shoulder and a calm expression. She was certainly pissed by how she was looking at her as if she had become a spirit that no one could see. She wondered if Free felt the same whenever she was ignoring him.
Speaking of Free, the great and smartest spirit that the sovereign could give her after her days of beseeching, which started her questioning if this was the best he could give her, was peacefully sleeping on her lap. So much hate. He looked cute, oh scratch
