[ a somberness overcomes her, and the girl feels a need to gain clarification before proceeding. in many ways, it is an attempt to clear her own head. looking down the floor, she no longer meets his gaze. there is, perhaps, a shameful tone to her words. ]

Martyrs are as common as dust bunnies, my dear... Every man has a fantasy he wishes to see fulfilled: to be the hero. At the end of the day, there are enough people in the world to assure at least one person is willing to give one for the majority. Is it the tale or my world that you're curious about? My own is quite boring in comparison... And I didn't have much status in it, so I can't say there was much to my experience in it worth sharing.