There is a horror on her face - rather than revulsion for him. That had been his fate, that he had only escaped it by chance of what he had been made to be. How could they do that to him? How could anyone? Many, Lakshmi, you have learned that lesson, many would.

And she'd been just as bad.

"I have hurt you. I am very new to... this." Means forgive me, but such things are hard for any royal, after all. Instead, she sits up, putting the wine aside. Though there is no pretending the drunkness she's inevitably falling prey makes her bolder than she would be when she moves closer to him. "Curse them that made you with so little imagination to see all that you might be, curse the Vor Lords then, and me too. Damn them all. If they cannot know you for what you are - my people and this planet, and I as their Queen will always know you for the hope you give us. Even if that comes to nothing. That will always be yours."