( That's how the City is, and how she was raised to be. Excessive in misery inflicted... )

...Thank you. ( She rubs the glass idly, then shakes her head. ) It doesn't excuse my... the actions of the protagonist whatsoever, but she had only wanted to be compensated for her own misery. She only knew violence though—as you read, that's largely what she "grew up" around. How else was she to achieve her goals... to be seen, heard, understood? To pay back the City that enabled that mindset—

( A sigh. )

But that's washing blood with blood. Removed from it as I am now, ( knowing the people she does, now, ) I can see that. I'm sure she does, too.