"Wasn't where I was going with that." She swirls her cup, thinking of how to express something that's...ingrained now, that's been part of her culture for almost as many years as she's ever been human.
"...I don't expect my best to be good enough," she admits, honestly and with remarkably little self-judgement. "I'm a live wire. I know it, you know it. If something happens, people are gonna need to see justice done, and they're not gonna like hearing that it can't look like a cell when that's what everyone else gets. All I'm angling at is...if I offer my word to the law for the sake of that justice, my promise to do or not do? You let 'em know it's binding. That's all."
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"...I don't expect my best to be good enough," she admits, honestly and with remarkably little self-judgement. "I'm a live wire. I know it, you know it. If something happens, people are gonna need to see justice done, and they're not gonna like hearing that it can't look like a cell when that's what everyone else gets. All I'm angling at is...if I offer my word to the law for the sake of that justice, my promise to do or not do? You let 'em know it's binding. That's all."