[ She takes Alice's words seriously. There's a divide there - a kind of... pokerface that Elizabeth can't quite comprehend. She's seen how vicious cardsharks can be to make a couple bucks - how they'd soon rather condemn a little girl to a life of mindless servitude than give her childhood. She needs to stop thinking of the good in people - stop hoping.


People weren't always good.

Elizabeth went to Alice for more reasons than her "safety" stamp. She seemed to be able to detour others, to influence them. Be it through the frighteningly cheerful way she strings her words or the alliances she's made... it's beneficial to Elizabeth. ]

We'll see if - no, when - the trial occurs. I don't want to condemn anyone to death... that isn't my interest. However, there's a price to be made for the actions you take. Wicked men spread their influence easily and I'd like to do my part in wiping it out before it's too late.

[ There's a push of the plate in front of her. Instead, she opts to strike her cigarette with her lighter and take a few puffs of it herself. ]

Trust me, dying is the last thing I want to do. I - ... I got a lot at stake and I need to get back home. I'm not putting my partner and innocents at risk for some martyrdom.

I got a few other strings to start pulling but in the mean time, I appreciate your help in this.