Firefly Glen The more I see I understand

For Alya, this was nothing more than yet another game to play with her siblings. She'd never seen Hydra rip another wolf's head off, but often heard her threaten it when she played the dragon in Rescue the Princess. Alya assumed this was the same concept, and that they would chase off this new dragon and had a grand old time.

It irritated her to hear that this would not immediately be the case. Apparently, they were going to bandy more words, which was a nice enough passtime, she supposed, but really more of a means to an end - and that end was a rousing game of Chase.

"But we wanna chase her," Alya protested, in the way of a child pointing out a very obvious fact that she doesn't realize her parent already know. "Hydra hates this part and we already said the scary things." She turned her attention away from Charon to appeal to the stranger. "It was scary, right? Can't we just play chase now?"

Pouting, but unwilling to act (in his presence) without her father's permission, Alya waited for all parties to agree to the new terms of the game.