"Difference being I haven't killed you and you're the one who's taken a swing even after being told I'm construct of the collective unconscious," he snorted. One of them did have better ground t stand on.

Or sit on as the case were.

"This place doesn't make soldiers. She came the way she is and as far as you can tell she'd better than many things she told you of her world. She's from an extreme and very good at staying alive despite losing ever anchor. You on the other hand seemed to enjoy ramming square pegs into round holes despite what you've observed and been told. How much did you hurt her I wonder, when you told her who and what she was was so terrible?"