Aoki stiffened at the immediate
"Yes." And he
meant it. As he told her there was no need to apologize, she felt the chills run up her spine. She hardly reacted in a visible manner however, ever collected and estranged. Their purposes were the same at the moment, as he had pointed out, but it seemed that they were destined to collide in the future. A future where, if this disassociate clone won, the galaxy could be overrun by a robotic regime of fear. She was far from soft like the Galactic Alliance was, but she was no monster for the sake of good either. Still, they both sought to solve the galaxy's many, many problems. But which one of them was right?
As he stood up, she stood as well, standing her ground and keeping her cool. She nodded firmly to the warrior and retorted.
"To have no soul is to have no true grasp of what life truly can be. This galaxy is cruel, and many of the oppressors commit evil deeds in the name of peace. And I refuse to become that. Even here."
She offered him a proper Atrisian bow,
"I am not quite as weak as you think I am, Imperator. May we hope you never discover that, for your sake…"
With that, she arose and turned. Back to her newfound rival, she walked away with firm confidence, despite her exhaustion. She was still a trained warrior and Imperial Knight. And she would continue to keep her morality in tact, even in this cruel galaxy.
Primarion Hiperius
