Cress stops and looks at Owen, eyes wide
Cress: Wait-what!?
Cress: ...I...and you really think you could stand against the intergalatic council...?
Cress: ...what...what do you mean...?
Cress: Unless you want multiple armies coming to your kingdom, no.
Cress raises an eyebrow
Cress: ...Then how are you a king...?
