[ It's funny, because Misha doesn't outright feel guilty about killing them. If they were so eroded and gone, it's like fighting puppets. Was there really any chance of saving most of them? Were they even the same things anymore? Who knows. They were something once upon a time, and that's what she thinks about. ]

Oh! Fenris! Shit, I've been meaning to contact you. Yeah, fine, no party for you. But, you wanted to compare and contrast, right?