Fredrick was silent as Ara explained, and when she finished, he looked downward. "I...I see..." he said, still not fully understanding. "I know it seems like a rather petty reason to bother you, but..." After a moment's pause, he let out a sigh. "N-never mind. I'll go now." He hopped off the taxi once it had stopped, and began to walk away before stopping short. "...I'm sorry about our last encounter...and..." he felt a tightness in his throat as he hesitated, then muttered: "Thank you." Before he could walk far from the taxi, however, he found himself surrounded by Opium's guards and citizens, all with a mixed look of fear and anger in their faces.
"There he is! The liquid nightmare!" a citizen shouted, holding up a pitchfork and pointing it at Fredrick's throat. "What gives you the gall to come here, monster?! Hasn't Ender Eye taught you what they do to your kind?!"
"Do you honestly think we'd welcome you here after all you've done?!" A guard added in, "After you've slain countless civilians to slake your blood lust?!" Fredrick didn't respond. He just gritted his teeth and began to liquify, planning to simply phase through the crowd and leave.
"There he is! The liquid nightmare!" a citizen shouted, holding up a pitchfork and pointing it at Fredrick's throat. "What gives you the gall to come here, monster?! Hasn't Ender Eye taught you what they do to your kind?!"
"Do you honestly think we'd welcome you here after all you've done?!" A guard added in, "After you've slain countless civilians to slake your blood lust?!" Fredrick didn't respond. He just gritted his teeth and began to liquify, planning to simply phase through the crowd and leave.