Arms crossing over her chest now, Fang took a moment to look at Snow, to listen to what he was saying instead of just discarding it immediately. But it was only a moment. After that, she shook her head at him.

"Last I knew, choosing champions who hadn't volunteered and forcing quests on them against their will was what fal'Cie do. Brand or no brand, we weren't asked to come here. We weren't given a choice." A part of her recognized that he'd grown a lot since last they'd had cause to argue. It even prompted Fang to ease out of the defensive bristling she'd so immediately fallen into. Oh, she was still vehement about how wrong this was, but that didn't mean she had to bite Snow's head off with every counterpoint.

"I don't give a Sahagin's scales what's right," she said, with finality, looking out at the city around them, away from Snow. "I'm not just going to abandon everything I've fought for over some destiny they've picked out for me."