[It doesn't go unnoticed. The steel behind it all, both the gentle tone or the soft blue of her eyes.
It takes a moment, but Rosamund nods.]
...Thank you. It means a great deal to me.
[She will watch her go. Somehow, the conversation in front of them, about justice, about what it is or isn't and which force will prevail, feels it serves a dual purpose.
This isn't her fight, today. They have to watch the angel and the devil cut and pommel and devastate each other, and pick a side.
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It takes a moment, but Rosamund nods.]
...Thank you. It means a great deal to me.
[She will watch her go. Somehow, the conversation in front of them, about justice, about what it is or isn't and which force will prevail, feels it serves a dual purpose.
This isn't her fight, today. They have to watch the angel and the devil cut and pommel and devastate each other, and pick a side.
Is this Justice, or isn't it?
Does anyone believe in it at all?]