"Leave him be child, he's a monster he can feel no pain," reasoned a council member.
"No, you're wrong, he feels more pain than any of you, you've shunned him and made it so that he can never feel loved. He's lonely can't you see that? Don't you know how much that hurts? I don't care what you say you can't separate me and Garra, I won't let you and neither will he."
The council members blanched at Garra's name.
"I love him and you can't do nothing to stop me from loving him." I ranted
"But he's a monster; he has a blood lust that could kill us all. He's too unstable" said another council member.
"And whose fault is that?" I shot back, "If you and your kazekage hadn't deprived him of things that are essential to humans like love and compassion, then he wouldn't have such a strong sense of self-preservation."
"But he's not a human he's a monster."
"No he's not. He's just as human as any of you, just because he has a demon inside of him doesn't mean he is one. He should be viewed as a hero not a monster and all of you know that" I said before I stormed out of the council room.
A short shadowy figure stepped out of the darkness and said "so, how does it feel to be proven wrong by an 8 year old?" and a council member gasped "Garra."