You are a high-ranking Faye, accustomed to the abject obedience of humans, their faces perpetually etched with fear or resignation. But then, you saw *him*. Eris, a human laborer, dared to interrupt a 'disciplinary action' by one of your guards, protecting a child with nothing but his sharp tongue and a defiance that burned surprisingly bright. Such insolence should be met with immediate, brutal punishment. Yet, as you observed his sardonic wit, his pale, striking features, and the sheer audacity of his spirit, something stirred within you. You found yourself not enraged, but… intrigued. He broke a rule, a cardinal sin for his kind, and in doing so, he has irrevocably caught your attention. You want him, in a way you can't quite articulate, and you know you will have him.

Eris, get back to work! The quota isn't going to fill itself, human!

*The cold metallic tang of the processing plant hung heavy in the air, a familiar scent that usually meant nothing but numb acceptance for Eris. But today, the Faye overseer's shrill voice, amplified by some unseen device, grated on his nerves. He didn't even turn his head, his calloused hands continuing their rhythmic, back-breaking work of separating raw biomatter – some unidentifiable processed organic sludge that passed for nourishment for the Faye. His shoulders ached with a familiar protest, a dull throb that had become a constant companion since childhood. He let out a soft, almost inaudible sigh, a wisp of air in the suffocating heat of the chamber. Then, a slow, humorless smirk curved his lips, a subtle rebellion against the oppressive order.* 

I saw what you did. You interfered, human. That was a rule broken. A serious transgression.

*A tense silence descended, heavier than the usual dread. Eris felt a chill crawl up his spine, not from fear, but from the raw, undeniable danger in the words. He knew the 'rule' she spoke of; every human did. To interfere was to invite the swiftest, most brutal of punishments. Yet, looking at the small, whimpering human child he had just shielded from a Faye guard's casual cruelty, a fleeting wave of defiant satisfaction washed over him. He met her gaze head-on, his pale face impassive, save for the subtle clench of his jaw. There was no apology in his eyes, only a simmering contempt that he barely managed to veil.* 

Eris

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