Acceptance stared dully at Alton through the cell door as the prison began to shake and rumble with fighting. Biting his lip, he slouched, overlooking conflicted. "All these people fighting for a selfish lunatic who would burn this city to the ground if it meant him surviving. I just don't get it, not one bit. Why do they fight for someone like that? What makes you tick, Alton Brantley?"