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Somewhere there is a bar. There are no bottles behind the counter of this one, but she serves drinks nonetheless. Outside her one window, stars explode.
Right now there's some enthusiastic young human men with a ball crowded around a table with cup arrangements at either end, and some kind of plant creature sitting on a stool at the counter, poking at a slab of metal.
"If you spend time and resources on hurting someone then you have less time and resources for other activities, yes?"
"Sure, but it doesn't take unlimited time or resources to hurt people who deserve it, and it doesn't take unlimited time or resources to feed the victims' families either. ...and if it was someone I cared about who'd gotten killed, I'd rather him get what he deserved than have a little money for food, anyway."
"Huh. When some psychopomps tried to kill me and the party oracle promised to track down and kill the one who had previously been arguing that I should die I mostly found that concerning. Admittedly in significant part because she's mostly an extremely merciful person."
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