"Why?" It was a simple question with no real gesture to go with it beyond the look on his face, the pinched, soft confusion on his features.

"You want them to see you as a victim? Someone to be.. pitied? To feel sorry for?" No, he knew what it was; to show everyone what Xena had done but.. that still painted her in a very specific kind of light. One he didn't think she'd appreciate.

"Or you want them to hate her, as much as you do." It still painted her some kind of way. He was leaving her the room for that option, regardless of what he thought.

"What will you do, once you've made death on her, Callisto?"