I am not a product of my circumstances.
Her head bobbed as they came to a consensus, leaning back in her chair to take a sip of her tea. She only set it aside as she made her own notes. 'Retrieving, making, animal trade.' Elizabeth paused to meet Sah's gaze, not an ounce of hesitation or reservations. "Hmm... I suppose if that's what it takes." She didn't have much attachment to animals more than the scientific observation of a psychologist (although she had a soft spot in her heart for unicorns), so she wasn't bothered by the idea. Others might disagree, but when it came to the life of one animal versus the life of Halovians, it wouldn't be a hard choice. She assumed Deimos would be of the same mind.
Twirling her pen in her hand, the therapist in her turned to more non-tactile solutions. "Perhaps there's information they would be interested in? Or an alliance of sorts? - within reason." She added the ending clarification quickly, aware that not everyone had the neutral stance on their purple tainted cohabitants. Elizabeth bit her lip as she thought aloud, "Like perhaps a cease-fire of sorts? Or a statement of non-involvement on our parts? It would leave the rest of Caido exposed, but we would be able to complete our quest and take a breather before reassessing our stance."
Twirling her pen in her hand, the therapist in her turned to more non-tactile solutions. "Perhaps there's information they would be interested in? Or an alliance of sorts? - within reason." She added the ending clarification quickly, aware that not everyone had the neutral stance on their purple tainted cohabitants. Elizabeth bit her lip as she thought aloud, "Like perhaps a cease-fire of sorts? Or a statement of non-involvement on our parts? It would leave the rest of Caido exposed, but we would be able to complete our quest and take a breather before reassessing our stance."
Elizabeth
I am a product of my decisions.
