He shrugged again. "Might makes right, an' all that. You have enough power an' influence, you can do whatever you want -- 'til you don't anymore." He scoffed. "I know I ain't a good person. I sure as fuck belong here."

Aquamarine eyes looked back over Dinah with curiosity. "So why would a not-bad person end up in a place like Obsidian? What's your story?"