[Gold eyes look over at him in concern when he's quiet, his words causing her to press her lips together in a tight line - it's a feeling she can understand.

At his question, she's quiet for a moment. And then she nods, her expression calm yet firm once more.]

Yes, I do. Even if the journey to it is long or painful, I'll always believe there's justice. [A pause, then her expression becomes something softer, more vulnerable for a moment.]

I want to believe it, I have to. I'll probably fall apart if I don't.