"Your insight helped me a lot, and thanks to you, I'm now closer than ever to achieving my goal."
Angela smiled lightly as she spoke, however, that smile vanished in the next second as she turned her gaze from the window to the man opposite her and continued.
"But asking me to work for you? Do you beings of the Zanerth Universe not learn from the past?"
A hint of irritation seeped through her voice and hearing this, the man's eyes narrowed slightly.
'This isn't good…'
"The last time something tried to force me to work for it, the Mercury Galaxy died. That should be enough for you to know I'm not exactly the best at working for people."
"Hold on a second, Angela. I don't want you to work for me."
"I'm pretty sure that's what you said earlier…twice."
The man froze for a second, but he quickly recovered his wits and continued.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!