[ Angela pauses, allows Bethan to have her moment. She herself reacted similarly, though she keeps her emotions close to her chest. Angela won't presume to put a name on what Bethan is feeling, instead allowing her to dictate the tone of the rest of their conversation. ]

Good. I am glad I am not the only one who plans to fight what fate lies before us. Everyone I have spoken to here speaks as though the path is set in stone and cannot be changed. [ She grits her teeth, white eyes flashing with fury and determination. ] I refuse to sit idle and be force into becoming a god's plaything.