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Naveil fought a smile, and an odd half-smirk came instead. Cold and inconsiderate? A bad thing? That's cute.
"The Everchill doesn't take too well to 'kindness.' I'm not raising him to make play-pals with everyone he meets, I'm raising him so he doesn't get stabbed in the back."
The smirk threatened to spread across his face. He relaxed, and his face dropped back into its usual stoicism. His voice betrayed his pride, though, and he sounded more like a kid showing his friends a particularly cool-looking rock.
"…And as for 'higher-ups'..? We've had some experience leveling things out."