“How can an ogre be reasonable?” asked the girl with long black hair. “They’re not like that. It’s simply impossible.”
I tried to explain my point of view on ogres, but couldn’t come up with the right words at the moment. Not anything that would let her see things as I saw them, anyway.
“It just depends on what kinds of ogres you mean, or maybe which ones you’ve met,” I said finally. “Obviously, we haven’t met the same ogres.”