They thought we were broken, and we were, but not in the way they wanted us to be. We were stronger than them.

[Chari shrugs, rubs her arm, and her attention drifts off to some point in the middle distance a few feet away from her companion. If she grasps the 'warning', it doesn't faze her. Threats rarely faze any of them.]

It isn't the kind of pain that you feel. It's.. hm. [Her fingers fidget together.] A dissonance.