[There's a soft huff of breath as she looks down at her lap.]
Sometimes... When I think back on it, I tell myself that I should have killed him. Because it would be the most rational thing.
[She looks back at Taka.]
And when I think about it some more, think about all the people who used to be there that are now gone without a trace, I also believe it would have been worthless vengenance had it been at my hands. I was a stranger from another world after all.
[Many would probably agree that Weir Dredger deserved a worthless death.]
I also think that's a rational thought. And now, knowing you, and the others have survived that ritual, I can logically say, "Ah. I can clean my hands of it all."
[She held her own against him and that was that. Lucinda is just one person, however, and there are four other people who's rage was more worthy than her own (she hardly has any left).]
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Sometimes... When I think back on it, I tell myself that I should have killed him. Because it would be the most rational thing.
[She looks back at Taka.]
And when I think about it some more, think about all the people who used to be there that are now gone without a trace, I also believe it would have been worthless vengenance had it been at my hands. I was a stranger from another world after all.
[Many would probably agree that Weir Dredger deserved a worthless death.]
I also think that's a rational thought. And now, knowing you, and the others have survived that ritual, I can logically say, "Ah. I can clean my hands of it all."
[She held her own against him and that was that. Lucinda is just one person, however, and there are four other people who's rage was more worthy than her own (she hardly has any left).]
Selfish, isn't it?