Evangeline laughs, "Hate the Syndicate more than I? It could be easier than you think. My disagreement with them is professional... or at least it should be. Though I have a habit of letting my feelings bleed over."
She raises a hand to her face, "As for this... as you say, I would rather it didn't exist. But we mortals cannot turn back the clock, and so I must live with what I am given." Evangeline shrugs, "If I bow to it, hide it, live in shame because of it, then those foolhardy inquisitors of Ishgard will have won."
She shakes her head, "But I will now allow them to win, Master Otto. I will not be cowed by shame. If men and women are disgusted by my visage, than so be it, for I will not admit defeat."
Evangeline seems slightly heated by the conversation, and she unbuttons her jacket, folding it onto the back of the chair. She leans forward, mail shirt sparkling slightly, "You wished to know of justice, yes?" She takes another drink, draining the glass before placing it back onto the table, the flush on her face increasing, "That is a question for a philosopher, not a revolutionary. Though I will hazard an attempt."
She looks up for a moment, "Justice is the greatest good, for the greatest number, without sacrificing overly upon any one individual."
She raises a hand to her face, "As for this... as you say, I would rather it didn't exist. But we mortals cannot turn back the clock, and so I must live with what I am given." Evangeline shrugs, "If I bow to it, hide it, live in shame because of it, then those foolhardy inquisitors of Ishgard will have won."
She shakes her head, "But I will now allow them to win, Master Otto. I will not be cowed by shame. If men and women are disgusted by my visage, than so be it, for I will not admit defeat."
Evangeline seems slightly heated by the conversation, and she unbuttons her jacket, folding it onto the back of the chair. She leans forward, mail shirt sparkling slightly, "You wished to know of justice, yes?" She takes another drink, draining the glass before placing it back onto the table, the flush on her face increasing, "That is a question for a philosopher, not a revolutionary. Though I will hazard an attempt."
She looks up for a moment, "Justice is the greatest good, for the greatest number, without sacrificing overly upon any one individual."
