Yeshua was disgusted by what he heard. How could a man in authority ever decide to treat people who spoke out in that way? He was making a correct statement and he [i]knew[/i] he was right. Not only was this man incompetent, he was rude and brash, as was all soldiers. That's what they were all like, always talking down to him and treating him like a insubordinate and a child. Now that he had the power of the Framework, he thought it would change. 

[i]These things take time,[/i] Yeshua realised. They would all soon realise how powerful he was. They will thank him for his actions to save humanity. He didn't realise his feet were tapping together against the metal floor, making slight and small clicking sound. He was almost bouncing. 

His plotting was soon stopped when the sound of a girl crying caught his attention. She had just been slapped by Lorenzo in what could only be described as pushing a goat already falling down the mountain. Although she was far from a metaphor, her soft face and red mark on her cheek only begged forgiveness. He wanted to help her, all of a sudden. He had no need to do. Yet he felt obliged to care for someone that didn't even know his name.

It [i]disgusted[/i] him.