[Kamala is missing so much history here. What she has been a part of she hasn't fully understood. The teen does in fact think. She realizes quickly that she doesn't know the answer. Where do the dead go when they can't be completely destroyed?] I don't understand. Are you saying they weren't going to a better place when some of us destroyed their bodies? I thought that maybe they were setting their souls free.

[She shakes her head. Kamala's capacity for violence begins and ends with defending herself and the people around her against those who aim to kill. She leaves her opponents with bruises and nothing more.] I could never... but, I didn't think they did something wrong. Have they? Are we doing something bad?

[Her voice raises a little. The thought clearly grieves Kamala. For all her fantasies, that desire to do what is right is very much in reality.]