"Is it rude for me to ask why?" It feels rude, but how else could she understand it? "We say... mati en sheva yelu," she says it first in her native tongue, then adds the translation, "This action will have no echo. The mistake won't be repeated, the harm done ceases going forward." Maybe it's the same sentiment, but it feels so, so different to her.

"Maybe... but," she shrugs a little at the thought. It's hard to look at it like that for her in this moment. Was her hand forced? Perhaps. But the actions were still hers. The mindset is a hard one to let go of.