It's a fair question. She might've settled for neutrality, but a place called The Free Cities sounded like the perfect place to disappear for a while and then re-emerge in whatever art world existed here with a dozen perfect paintings in the style of famous artists; enough to earn her a name and a nice apartment and enough admirers to chase away the part of her that feared being stuffed in a cell to rot.

And that was even before she knew they opposed the Singularity. With it gone, maybe she'd just be normal. Maybe this whole realm would cease to exist and she'd wake up home in bed with little more than a bit of a hangover to show for it.

She eyes the skeletons and the girl with some suspicion, because that's weird, but ultimately she's not in a position to judge or care.

"Neutrality isn't sustainable." She shrugs, glancing to the other portal. She might want to mind her own business, but she wants to do it somewhere that's not going to eventually be caught in the middle without the power to resist either side.