"And the valley they lead to."

"So are you planning on living in the caves, or in the valley?"

"Valley."

"Why not the caves? They provide much better location tactically."

"We'll use both, but my home will be in the valley. I crave open space, and it's more family friendly." She blushed at her last comment.

"Well, then I'll trust your judgement. It makes sense. Using both is good. You're beginning to think like a queen."

"You're beginning to think like a queen." She mocked him in a very unpleasant, not-at-all alike voice.

"It's true. Don't give me that tone of voice. You know it's true."

"Don't give me that tone. You know it's true." Sgain with the voice.

D'Artigo sat up. "You know, it's childish really what you're doing. I don't think I've done that in a couple of centuries."

"You know it's childish what you're doing." Miv crossed her eyes and stuck out her tongue.

D'Artigo stands up now, and bends his knees to get into a well balanced stance, eyes focused on Miv.

"Do you really want to see where being childish gets you?"

Miv looked at him and continued copying what he said in that annoying voice.

With sudden speed, D'Artigo leapt at Miv, tackling her to the ground. He rolled a couple times, then pinned her shoulders down with his hands and her waist with one knee.

"Still want to copy what I say?"

"Still want to copy what I say?"