[As he pours the tea, Jade leans back, staring at the steam rising from the hot drink.]

Y'know, things like this tea used to be a luxury I could rarely ever afford, as was having a roof over my head and a bed to sleep in. But it wasn't because I never tried to better my life, or because I didn't have any help. It was because that help wasn't enough to fix my situation. Because the world is sick, and it takes more than idealism and a bit of strength to salve a sick world.

[Such a philosophy would probably seem more befitting of someone from Zenith, of who Jade was very decidedly against. Her expression is neutral for a moment, void of the demeanor she had presented when she first knocked on the door.

[And then she smiles, taking the tea.]

But I won't pretend to have the answers. I don't think anyone does -- and those who think they do tend to act like tyrants.

[Ah, there it is. That's why she chose Meridian.]