Thunder Dome Haunting everything I lost

When she arose, she seemed to have her fires soothed.
Or was just refueling them.
Derg took another precautionary step back.

He didn't take her words as praise. Or as an insult.
Curiosity more than anything.
"Because I'd only then be the monster you think we are."
He watched her, for an attack. Not of words, he didn't care what words she threw at him.

"I am determined by my morals. Not the Saints. The individual that did this," he tilted his torn face to her, "still roams free. May even be in your pack. We moved, we do what we wish, as do you. But we won't hurt you, or your friends. Or those who do not deserve it."

He tried to form his words like Nemisis did, but couldn't hold the same poison. He wasn't like that. They came out like a stern telling off.
In truth, he didn't know if what he said was the truth.
"We learned our lesson and will only smite those who have committed sin."
He stole some words Colin had said about sin. Sin was bad, as far as Derg could gather, and he wanted this woman to truly believe that they had changed. Whether that had or not was beyond Derg, but for now he could only try.