Breekan laughs. "Well, I'm not really intended to rebel successfully. Crayak created me for the express purpose of torturing. It's a bit..." He shrugs. "It's like, whenever things start to go my way, I know it's so that he can make them get worse later, but he also keeps the ruse going long enough that I eventually believe it, because it wouldn't work otherwise. Thankfully or unthankfully, he at least made me naturally cheerful." He regards the demon for a moment, thinking. "Curious that you'd use your free will to keep others from jumping on the self-actualization boat. Didn't want to end up as the middle child?"
He straps in as they make the transition to Z-space and sighs. "This has been a heck of a trip, Myitt, and it's been nice seeing your home planet, Tara." He pauses. His jaw drops just slightly before he recollects it, something sparking in his eyes. "Don't you have any... I mean... Tara, I can't imagine you've seen your family in ages..."