As soon as she was told she wasn't going to be forced
to fight, the girl almost broke down then and there. The fact she wasn't cut down the moment she offered resistance was the small push she needed to trust she wouldn't be betrayed by these two, and the reassurance she could make her own choice was one she appreciated greatly, because perhaps more than any evil or anything else in her small world, being told that it was her duty
, her obligation
to do something was the most stifling, upsetting thing she could think of. She'd already had her life stolen from her against her will because it was her "duty" once, she couldn't bear the thought of something similar being forced on her again.
...But did she really
have a choice here? Hadn't she, from the first day, made it clear to Assassin that no matter what, those who might be considered evil must not
succeed, even if it meant going against the morals she held dear to her heart? Even if it meant killing someone who had never wronged her, never once offended her, never seen
her before? She'd decided that so easily, but now, now
that it was her
life on the line, now that she
was the one who might die, it was acceptable to make allowances. Now it was acceptable to allow those with darkness in their hearts to succeed.
Could she live with herself now knowing that she was willing to kill for her ideals, but not to die?
"...What would you ask of us?"