"It was good to meet you too!"

Justice can keep the wasp symbol if she wants, they've got plenty, but they're hardly going to oblige it. When she heads back through the front entrance she'll see a middle-aged man waiting for something, but he doesn't acknowledge their party as they pass out the door and into the street outside.

"Was it what you were hoping for?" 

She hangs the wasp symbol around her neck. It's sort of incredible that she can just... wear her holy symbol openly, in plain sight, and it won't mark her as someone who ought to be tortured to death.

...She's not really sure what she'd been hoping for. It wasn't what she was expecting, exactly, but now that she thinks about it she was kind of expecting that everyone there would be basically like her, and that was obviously a ridiculous thing to expect.

"It was nice to meet another Calistrian," she settles on eventually.

"I'm glad."

While they're already out and about, Treason decides to take the liberty of showing her around, with Liberty only occasionally objecting to a descriptor. That's the Arthfell river, over there is the tenement housing that's only just not slums, nearby it is Shelyn's soup kitchens, over there by the ocean you can see the shipwrights, here's a statue of the Inheritor with a raised sword that people often use to orient themselves in the alleyways... neither of them are exactly natives, but they've spent enough time in the city to put on a decent facsimile of it.

It takes her a few moments to figure out what's actually happening at the soup kitchen. They're giving people food, and they're not taking money for it, and it's hard to tell for sure but from the look of things they're mostly giving it out to poor people. They're not just using it as a way to hurt them, they're not even making them beg for it, they're just... giving them food.

Because — because in Good countries they don't think it's pathetic to care about other people, so some of them do, and apparently one of the things they care about is making sure people have food.

...Other people having food still feels like a confusing thing to care about, but — it seems good that people can care about it, she thinks.

Eventually though she's seen what's there to be seen, and Treason and Liberty drop her off by her apartment so they can go make a report at the chapter house. It's not really a goodbye, since she won't have any trouble seeing them again later, but it is a kind of farewell.

Despite being further to the east, there's not really any difference between a sunset in Cheliax and a sunset in Andoran; the shadows still lengthen, the air still chills, and the sky still turns the same brilliant red and orange. But for the first time in her life - when the sun sets on Justice Ferrer, it sets on a free woman.