Alric listened attentively--polite, if not exactly pleased at the direction this was taking--then sighed and shook his head slowly, scowling at the mention of Homo Superior.
"...so it boils down to that. The same lesson of the 20th century that so many others have persisted in unlearning. Perhaps naively, given your stature, I had hoped you had rather more to offer, Mister Shaw, than to merely add your name to the embarrassingly long list of men, mutant and otherwise, each of whom has fancied himself the übermensch."
His hands clenched into fists, and he stepped to the side, flanking. He spoke coolly and in a level tone, although there was more than a hint of fire in his bright amber eyes, his posture dignified and regal.
"I for one know precisely where I stand in the world. I could debate the matter with you; but unless I'm mistaken, we've reached the stage where you seek to validate your grotesque argument with brute force. If that's the case, let's get the tawdry fiasco over with, if you don't mind."
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"...so it boils down to that. The same lesson of the 20th century that so many others have persisted in unlearning. Perhaps naively, given your stature, I had hoped you had rather more to offer, Mister Shaw, than to merely add your name to the embarrassingly long list of men, mutant and otherwise, each of whom has fancied himself the übermensch."
His hands clenched into fists, and he stepped to the side, flanking. He spoke coolly and in a level tone, although there was more than a hint of fire in his bright amber eyes, his posture dignified and regal.
"I for one know precisely where I stand in the world. I could debate the matter with you; but unless I'm mistaken, we've reached the stage where you seek to validate your grotesque argument with brute force. If that's the case, let's get the tawdry fiasco over with, if you don't mind."