In this world, divided by worth and use,
Two members of a team engage in dispute,
Ishnol, cold and emotionless in his views,
Believes Unela is worthless, without refute.

Unela, hurt and angry, stands her ground,
Years of working together now in question,
She thought they shared a mutual understanding,
But to Ishnol, she’s just a tool for selection.

The argument escalates, emotions flare,
Unela defends her skills and experience,
While Ishnol judges her without care,
She’s a liability, in his eyes, without coherence.

Unela refuses to give up on her dreams,
To quit the team and everything she’s worked for,
She sees her worth beyond her skill extremes,
And reminds Ishnol they’re not just tools, but more.

Ishnol, unmoved, warns of the danger ahead,
But Unela fights on, refusing to be swayed,
She challenges Ishnol’s views with a pointed thread,
And reminds him of the debt he’s yet to repay.

In the end, their argument unresolved,
The two teammates remain at odds,
One cold and unfeeling, the other resolved,
To prove her worth and fight for the cause.