[ Hand drawing back to return to where it was previously wrapped up in her blanket, Naminé gives a sober nod. It isn't as though she's never been party to facilitating a standoff, but those were always a more direct fight to the death to prevent some worse outcome, rather than a one-sided attack. Nevertheless, she really is more able to understand the instinct to strike when one can than she might like to be, even if she has to admit, ]

I suppose it's hard to argue with that.

[ In light of his ultimate fate, that is, although she says as much reluctantly. Her expression is a troubled one, her mouth a preoccupied line, but she remains where she is, and after a moment her expression softens. ]

Well... whatever your Creator thinks, I'm grateful that you were willing to talk about it. That is - I'm not saying that you've been hiding it, exactly, but... I can see why it hasn't come up before.