Teddybear

"Must be rather small for that to be all there is for 'big names'," she commented.

"Hm. How many are there?"

"They have bad motives, bad interpretations, but I wouldn't call their reasons for believing in the first place 'bad'."

"All of them?"

"The best, huh." She leaned forward onto her elbows, shaking her head. "What makes it 'the best'?"

"You've gotta have a pretty good resume for that."

"We've basically got perfect ratings on all our products and services," she recited, rolling her eyes.

"Is there a bad reason?"

"My earliest years were spent in the halls of Ceceron's temple, I cannot help feeling that they are real." (God of knowledge and plenty, worshiped primarily by scholars and visited ...

"He's the CEO of Ringly Security."

"I quite agree."

"It's fine. he's not a well-liked man."

(Absolutely!) He dipped his head. "No, they didn't."

For a brief moment there was a small frown visible on her face, then her features were schooled back to vaguely positive neutrality. "I hear that a lot."

"Father owns the biggest security company in the world. He was paranoid, had me in defense classes about as soon as I could walk. He didn't exactly pick out my ...