At least it seemed he finally understood. "They're infected," she recited. "It helps them do terrible things. They could murder me or leave me cut in pieces but alive." The light in her voice was gone. It was flat now, somewhere between calm and resigned. She squinted, trying to remember if there was more. She didn't think she'd heard of starseeds yet, which was odd as Scholomance had specifically been trying to tell her all the gritty details. "I'm not sure about the starseeds, though," she finally said with a little shrug.
Then, she licked her lips nervously. "It's no reason to be cruel in return. Violence for violence, fighting for peace," she paused and shook her head, "It doesn't work like that."
She kept a careful eye on Faust, getting the feeling he wasn't going to agree.
Strickenized