Dark eyes finally move from Corn to Aurora. "That is good advice. Not just for this, but in all things. Take time to reflect, consider the choices. If you would have made the same ones, you have acted in line with your true self. And if that is not who you wish to be, then you need to consider changing." She frowned, thoughtful. Hopefully her friend was taking the same advice. They needed their own talk soon.
It didn't take much insight for the source of Phoenyx's terseness. She had been trained as an Arrow, a soildier, and Corn's generalisations about soldiers clearly struck a nerve. Particularly the comment about sending in soldiers meant violence was a foregone conclusion.
The First Talon sighed, looking back to the Moros. "You are either lying to yourself, or not considered the event sufficiently. If you would truly repeat the same act, you would not still feel guilt. No time, no information.... these are excuses to comfort yourself and rationalise what was done to assuage your guilt. Saying what you would do suggests a desire to act differently. A conscience does not always respond to logical reason. When it does not, you are denying the intent of the Soul. I strongly recommend you reflect on the event, in your own time. Think evenly, with care. Do not shy from honest truth to protect your ego. You may not like what you see, but I assure you, one feels all the better for it - and can move forwards. Becoming the best version of yourself you can be." It sounded strange, these words coming from a woman who could not be thirty. As if she had lived a long life already.
She nodded once. "Then we will do so, when we are both available. Regarding arcana, I would need to know what you can do. Life is an excellent tool for rendering an individual unconscious with no lasting effects. I suppose Mind may be able to do similar. I know little of the Moros specialties, though I suspect they will be of little use in your endeavours aside from their shielding properties."