"My people have...quite a lot of fun. Everyone does ANYTHING they want. We are all equals, although I am King.
Esme: ...
"So....you're very rude."
Esme: ...if all that is true...then why do you ignore my kind...?
"...what is your kind?"
Esme: ...I'm a chaos fae...our people were outcast from the fae realm centuries ago for our magics...we came to hell as refugees seeking sanctuary... your family promised us freedom...but we are still outcasts.
"Mh...well we aren't very keen on welcoming other kinds.."
Esme: We're your people too...you abandon us and now you try to claim me!? ...I'm not the cruel one.
"I never tried to claim you..?"
Esme: My family sold me to you!
