He just stared at her for several long seconds, and then actually laughed out loud. It wasn't a boisterous laugh, but is was a genuine one. "I'm not worried about whether people like me or not, Dagger," he said, his voice tinged with laughter. "It's the...being in charge part. The..." He frowned. "The being king bit."
"Can you imagine me in charge of telling the army what to do? Or...trying to figure out taxes? Or export tarrifs? I can't even keep the Prima Vista running smoothly when Baku leaves me in command."
Which he mostly didn't anymore. He mostly left Blank in charge. With good reason.
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Date: 2010-01-16 05:04 am (UTC)"Can you imagine me in charge of telling the army what to do? Or...trying to figure out taxes? Or export tarrifs? I can't even keep the Prima Vista running smoothly when Baku leaves me in command."
Which he mostly didn't anymore. He mostly left Blank in charge. With good reason.