"We have established that it's a colorful world out there," he drawled. "But even in that colorful world, black and white still do exist in some areas. Small areas because they are part of those colors." For the moment, he was starting to forget the pounding headache as he focused on the conversation instead.
An eyebrow rose questioningly at the mention of her vampire servents. "When it's about winning the day, how it gets done shouldn't be the question." Except on a few issues, Lindsey thought. "I wouldn't imply that loyalty requires morality or being brainless, but it also depends on trust in the leader, maybe even a commonality of those morals towards a certain goal." He rubbed a spot over his eye as if he could massage the headache away.
"There are too many implications, what ifs, to ever pin down the relation between it all, how people algn themselves, what they think and why they do what they do. There are too many differences within the human species. I guess we'll always have to base it person to person instead of a group as a whole." He snorted. "Though there are some that make it easy enough."
Lindsey's expression gave nothing away as she questioned the durability of his ideals and plans in the face of the ever changing landscape. "Yet it could all be an act," he pointed out calmly, "in order to earn the wary acceptance of people in order to learn more about them and turn it on them." Which, in a way, he had done but Integra was not one of them. "Or maybe you could be absolutely right and have got me down cold."