[ She stills gets an odd feeling from watching the screens flash in a manner she has no concept of really after it'd been explain, how it worked. Didn't need to she supposes as long as it works. Eyes watching it and she's a little distracted with it. So much metal and light. ]

I agree. [ There's a mirth in her voice, that keeps off her face, a ever so gently crinkle in her eyes. It's - nice to hear someone speak like that. It didn't matter so much any more, she'd lived through it after all. What mattered was only doing her job. ] Most folk don't often feel that way. But things are changing, at least. The one's that didn't... ended up being judged anyway.

[ The chamber was a hammer. It judged them all, and that was that. ]