*is silent for a long moment* I do not wish to bargain. I wish to teach them. To break the cycle, as it were. *prods one of her bishops into motion* *fancies she can hear him begging his god(s) for mercy* ... *feels no inclination to indulge him*
*sighs and reaches for your hand* It seems to me as though simply mourning the world's wounds is no longer... sufficient, my lord. But I do not know what that means.