[ River hadn't just been born on the battlefield. She's a weapon, shaped for only one purpose. The fact that she has any morals at all is, frankly, something of a miracle. It's less a sense of right and wrong and more a sense of acceptable and unacceptable.
It hadn't simply been about vengeance, not for her. And she tells him as much. ]
It wasn't that, Sweetie.
[ River's darkness might run even colder than that. ]
They would have done it again and again. They'll never stop. They'll never change.
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It hadn't simply been about vengeance, not for her. And she tells him as much. ]
It wasn't that, Sweetie.
[ River's darkness might run even colder than that. ]
They would have done it again and again. They'll never stop. They'll never change.