She nods. When violence is hardwired into you, there’s no getting away from it. She’d like to say she doesn’t enjoy it, but she does love fighting. She loves winning. The worst she’s ever felt about taking a life is weary annoyance at the necessity. That’s not because of the Light, she’s sure.

“War makes it easier. Plenty of opportunities to cut loose. I walk out beyond our walls and just about everything I meet is a creature of the Darkness. There’s no need to hesitate. Dealing with people, keeping the peace? That’s always going to be harder.” And she has her code. Her comrades. Her Ghost. Luxuries he doesn’t have...

Wait. What did he say? She tilts her head curiously. “There’s a machine kingdom? I thought it would be natural elements that had that kind of-“ What’s the best word, here? “Consciousness.”