[Suzerain of Sheol]

Oh. So we're doing this instead....

Tsaerri sighs and leans back against the fence. "Well, for one thing it's obvious that Ed isn't judging anyone. Which is good, 'cause I'm pretty sure I'd have shot myself in the head if I had to keep that routine up much longer."

But that's not what he was really asking. Fine.

Running a hand through her hair, Tsae pulls out the ties of her pigtails and shakes them loose, pushing the stray strands out of her face while she tries to figure out how to answer him.

"I think it's called a professional disagreement? Hell if I know. He's apparently having a crisis of conscience over there, or something. I don't know what he wants me to do. I can't bring them back to life. Not that I would."