He crossed his arms. "If your way's so much better, why are you still dealing with it?"

Caden knew why HE was still dealing with. He didn't know how long he'd been around at Castle Oblivion, but he'd been around this was place was at least ten times longer by his own estimation. That meant he'd screwed up so much back then that it was taking this long to sort himself out.

"Go on. Tell me what you would've done. Defended until that thing wore you down and took you out, so you'd have died anyway?"