A Small Burning Ambition

"If a starving man saw food in front of him, wouldn't he take it no matter what?" Swaine's expression was firm as he spoke, looking Randolph straight in the eyes.

Realization dawned upon the young man as he listened. The analogy was rough, but it got his point across clearly.

He was still doubtful of Randolph and he wanted to make the young man sure of that, but he was still going through with it to show his point. While he was suspicious, this was an opportunity that was too good to pass up on for him. It was why he had been the first in line waiting outside of Randolph's door, coming to him despite his suspicions to show his sincerity.

"I see now." Randolph nodded his head, pleased. "But I'm sorry, the plans have changed somewhat."

"Hm? What do you mean by that?"