And that was wherein the problem laid. So many didn't consider Talon's cause right. It certainly wasn't just, but it was necessary. For all that Talon had done to Amélie, even if she had somehow reclaimed her true sense of self, she would still be loyal to Talon, still do what was needed to be done. Now that she knew where they stood, she mostly agreed with it; also, she wouldn't really have anywhere else to go aside from prison.

"Some people need to die. That is a fact. And the cause is one I do believe in." Both programmed into her and learned. "Even with the mess inside my head."

Amélie looked down at her hands as they rested in her lap, picturing how much blood was upon them. Thick and caked, staining her skin, but all of that could and was washed away, except for Gerard's. That would never go away. She didn't want it to. But...

Her gaze returned to Marjara. "...maybe it is enough."

Maybe this was enough.