Atem takes in the information and sitting cross legged with his hands pressed down against one of his legs he does look incredibly young too and probably incredibly small. He feels a hint of doubt but he simply closes his eyes. He recalls the sacrifices made by those who believed in him. Almost his entire court. All the faith of his modern friends, rivals. His fingers curled and he couldn’t let doubt take hold. If Dorrek could not see a way then Atem would have to hold the hope. He will see that Atem is not easily swayed. He’s also not stupid.

“It is worth striving for better is it not? If you truly… want a better fate. You would rather cast my offer of partnership aside? I might be human and I might not know everything but I do understand politics and vipers in my midst.”