I knew my life was going to be interesting when I found my spirit animal. No, not directly because of it, but because of what everybody else thought it meant. Everywhere I go, people herald me as the chosen one, the the savior, the one who will bring peace, and on and on. Because that's what everybody assumes when they see my spirit animal, the Capybara. Yes, they're known for being friendly and happy and getting along with just about anything and everyone. But really? I don't want to deal with that mess, I just want to chill and enjoy myself.

Ah, well, looks like it's about time to be moving on. It's been a couple days of being feted here and pretty soon they'll be expecting me to actually do something to warrant all their praise. But that's way more work than I want to deal with, and besides, capybaras aren't know for any of that stuff; they just want to chill and enjoy themselves. Just like me.

Fool me once, shame in you. Fool me twice...

As I see it, she refuses to let them sacrifice another teenager for their goals, one who knows nothing and is essentially just another victim. She's already a victim, and she's well aware of what she's getting into. Plus, she apparently has some power on her side, not to mention likely her own people who are loyal to her rather than the priesthood. Yes, her being a glamoured teenager is a little bit Deus Ex Machina, but I still liked it.