The villains are jaded. They drink their sorrows and grow lazy bemoaning the evil old days. Their children don't have time for such petty complaints. They're too busy fighting - killing - surviving to be bored. The adults don't see the army growing under their noses. They don't see the revolution brewing.
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Jay makes a comical barking sound in Carlos's ear. The younger boy shoves him away with a squeal of "You jerk!" This time Jay barks out a laugh because, yeah, Carlos is still a kid, but this is the Isle and he's gonna have to step up his insult game.