"Even if justice..."
"Don't be so pessimistic."
Shard interrupted her again, his eyes once more meeting the gaze of the Blonde Maid:
"Justice is not absolute, so we also don't know if our actions are right. But that's okay, as long as we act with a clear conscience and strive to become that beam of light guiding more people, we can call ourselves just."
"Do you consider yourself just?"
She pondered for a moment, an indescribable look appearing in her eyes.
"I am certainly not just, justice is indeed too heavy. But at least for now, the [Eternal Light] appears just on the surface. I admire their ideals, as for their methods, I won't comment."
He smiled at Matilda again, not noticing the blush hidden by her drooping hair.
"Justice is pale and cold, but our souls are warm. Deliberately pursuing justice is meaningless. Understanding, aligning words with actions, not bullying the weak, and extending a helping hand when appropriate, that's enough."
