((“Killing people isn’t the answer.” Jack could see Pitch was not pleased with his answer. He could see anger clouding golden eyes, a tremble in the long limbs. Jack drew himself up as tall as he could. If these were to be his final words, he would try and make good use of them. “You can’t change things by stooping to their level. We should be working toward equality. Show them we are not just toys, but real people. This … wiping them all out and carving out a new world, it won’t work. They’ll just see us as something to be feared, something that should be destroyed. That isn’t freedom.”