Her father had taught her to kill; to kill not because it was right or wrong but because it was what she was born to do. She had been bred to be an assassin, her parents chosen deliberately so that in time she would become the best. It was only how she read people, it was only watching them die at her own hands that had stopped her.
Bruce had told her killing was wrong, something she had known from that moment at eight and she had believed him. Implicitly. It was not a matter of right or wrong. Kaine had argued with her but she had always been stubborn. But here, here this made sense. It wasn't black or white but grey. She wouldn't kill- she couldn't kill but could she judge those around her if they did? If they did to save people.
"You think I am being selfish?" Cass asked curious and cautious.
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Date: 2014-04-18 05:47 am (UTC)Bruce had told her killing was wrong, something she had known from that moment at eight and she had believed him. Implicitly. It was not a matter of right or wrong. Kaine had argued with her but she had always been stubborn. But here, here this made sense. It wasn't black or white but grey. She wouldn't kill- she couldn't kill but could she judge those around her if they did? If they did to save people.
"You think I am being selfish?" Cass asked curious and cautious.