"I'd... I'd think so." She says, brows briefly creasing in thought. "I haven't really thought about it before." Or questioned it, really. Questioning things her father did usually resulted in a slap across the face. He wasn't a Dad of the Year award winner.
"It's not an awful city, really... I mean it's organized a lot like this place." Irony. "But way less water and a little more run down. The occupants are there against their will working off their Sins... but they're a little more um. Ragged looking, to say the least."