"I'd say it's 'cause the idiots who brought us here didn't only take heroes -- I sure as hell ain't one and never wanted to be," she says, looking back at the crowd of people. "I mean, shit, you want strangers to come save you, maybe pick ones who know how to do it. And don't throw 'em in prison for no reason, either." Julie scoffs and gestures at the others, their smiles and laughter as they converse. "But most of these folks, they're only interested in the kiddy shit anyway. It ain't hard to take care of some dumb, starvin' slut. It's a cheap way to feel all self-righteous. But they can't handle the big leagues."

She sighs, as if tired by the idea of softness and sentimentality. It kind of grosses her out, at least when it isn't aimed at her, and she doesn't usually want it anyway. "The people with real power, who could actually save this place? Those stupid mages mostly locked 'em up in the dungeon. So why would they help now? Most of 'em are probably gonna help the other places, just to spite Thorne for what they did."

After all, she knows what her group's plan is. To make Thorne pay.