[Hayame stares back, proverbial hairs on the back of her neck bristling. Even if one of her eyes is a black hole of Not Her, of someone else's vision in her fucking skull... She has enough pain and rage to fill the half that's still her. In fairness, it isn't all to do with this man. It's Aetos, it's her own "allies", it's a demon, it's knowing what will surely happen once she takes a stand, it's a hundred godsdamned years--

It's how she had the opportunity to serve with honor, with people she had come to trust, and then Zenith took it all away and now she has whatever this is, some different city and different people and dead neighbors and leaders who think she should just...

Swallow it.]

So they are not kidnapping people off the streets anymore? They are not porting in monsters from other worlds or splicing shards together on their table any longer?

[It was one thing to say he had something on Aetos to get him to work for Meridian, but it is another thing altogether to say that he was no longer conducting his sick little experiments.

And as for waste-

Why worry about something you have cast aside being used by the enemy when you can just shatter them?]