[OPEN] Friendless

Roana No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty That he acted so childish following her strong words only proved that he was in fact quite drunk. She sighed, a smile tugging on her lips as he walked back to the bar to get another drink to soothe his bruised pride. When he returned she leaned back in her seat, arms crossed as she considered him. "What you suggested would be the easiest course." she admitted to him, to give him a little bit of credit. Because it was true. If you wiped out the entirety of an enemy, then the problem was gone. "But that doesn't make it right. Rarely is the easiest course the right course. If we lose sight of what is right, we are no different than our enemies." she said, explaining herself more fully so he could understand.