[The vibrant edge to his temper doesn't let up, even if the understanding of the mixup slides into place between the roaring heat that occupies his chest. His fists clench, but he tries his best to settle his voice - bold, but not snapping.]

You make assumptions.

Destiny is not something so solidly set in stone, nor is it something that exists opposite of choice. However it comes about, to find and follow one's purpose does not make any one person bound to it.

You say my dislike is clear, but if that is what you believe you see, then question your own definition of clarity. It is the absence of freedom - the shackles it brings - that I dislike.

Destiny has nothing to do with that loss.