Grace has to have a big think about that one. Partway through she takes one of her cups of tea and sips at it while she's Thinking. Her free hand goes into a little fist under her chin.

~...Not by itself, but it is...more respectful. To name one's resentment and prosecute it, to declare boundaries, these are the things that are good which my spear and my Depths may do. When the resentment is satisfied it is no longer good to continue.~