Moved from this ask
@themercifulcne
The ambassador accepted the young boy’s hug, albeit a bit surprised by his sudden move. They stiffened slightly, but knew that they needed this. “Jamaar…” they spoke weakly, their voice cracked and aching. “Please…you can’t go. That asshole will pay for what he’s done, I promise, but please…let karma take care of it. You can’t just go out there and try to fight everyone who wishes to harm me. Enough people have been hurt because of me, and I won’t stand for any more of it.”
He sighed, pretty much expecting this reaction. They were by far the most forgiving person he knew, but he could not sit back and do nothing while his sibling was being hurt by some punk. He held the embrace as he spoke. “Oh, karma can do what she wants to the punk, but she’s got to get in line behind me. But don’t worry, I won’t fight him, wouldn’t want to kill the punk. I’m just going to pick him up and fly him to one of the abandoned islands I found while flying over the sea. Make him sweat for an hour. Or five. Then I pick him back up. I can be gone and back in fifteen minutes”