"It wouldn't be justice," she said softly. "I wouldn't be killing them to save someone, it'd be ... just anger, and revenge, and ... and there's too much death. I mean, where does it stop? Maybe some of the other Guado would come after me, for killing Tromell. And around again. Either we stop this shit, or no one is going to. I just ..."

She exhaled, wrapping her arms around him and holding on for dear life.

"I'm so tired of it," she said. "More even than I wanted him dead, more than I wanted him to beg forgiveness and cry for mercy, I just want all of this to fucking stop."