"And that would be Justice." She repeats it more for her own sake than anything else. Does that suit her? She'd like to think that it suits her. She'd like to think that when she fights, she fights for good reasons. But why isn't that at all comforting right now? She looks away, down at her photon saber, then flicks it off and tucks it away.

"Alright. You've picked me. What does that mean? What do you want me to do?"