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I think it depends on the situation. Sometimes, you have to be willing to give up everything.

I can think of a lot I'd sacrifice, but there's a line.

What do you hold so close to your heart, if you don't mind me asking?

Me. Not my life, but who and what I am. Likely my son as well.

Oh -- oh, that I can agree with. I would be willing to lay down my life for my cause, but I would never compromise my sense of self.

I haven't any children, but I imagine that one day I'll feel very much the same.

I wouldn't sacrifice myself for anything. There are plenty of reasons I'd sacrifice my life, but nothing would warrant a sacrifice of myself.

No. I think if you're willing to do that, then what's the point of fighting?

Good that someone else can grasp that idea.

It's nice to meet another dedicated woman, that's true. I feel too often people assume I'll bow down under the slightest pressure.

Oh, but don't you know? Women are the weaker sex. How are we supposed to stand up to big, strong men when they want something? We could be combat trained? Laughable.

And that's when they get a dagger to the back. Or the throat.

Well... I wouldn't go that far, as hopefully diplomacy could help the situation first. But, yes. I hate people presuming they need to rescue me all the time.

I'm an assassin. I'm the person someone sends in when diplomacy has already failed.

Ahh. I'm a diplomat, but I'm sure you'll excuse me if I say I hope I never need to use your services.

I don't take offense from that. I've heard it several times, both from people who have later called on me and others who never have.

I suppose the continued dishonesty of people keeps the both of us business. Curious, really, how that works.

Not so curious. People will always want more, and others will always want to keep them in check. Some can be reasoned and bartered with, which fuels what you do. Others... cannot, and I am employed.