[Kylo listens while they walk, his anger bubbling inside him like a rolling storm cloud, dark and overcast as it slowly passed through gray skies and threatened to bring forth thunder and lightening with it. He agreed with Iorveth, of course, but he also didn't know what he could do. The thought occurs to him that he could storm into that office with Iorveth, and yet he doesn't know what it would accomplish.]

Even if the mages went back to their cage, we'd still be a target.

[He doesn't have to tell Iorveth that.]

We aren't trusted, despite giving positions of power. It's just another form of making us posture for them. Giving us promises dangled on a stick.

[His thoughts shift to Rey immediately. She'd tried to hard and took pride in her work. People knew her well, knew her name. If he walked into that office he'd be putting her work in jeopardy.]

I- I can't go with you if you're going to storm his office.

[He feels surprised by his own admission because if he didn't have her to think about he would go in without a second thought and probably choke the life out of anyone who tried to stop him.]