Sasha found herself frowning slightly at the pair's explanation, namely, the part about altering memories. Certainly, it made sense, and seemed entirely reasonable. But the fact that memories could be altered at all sent an entirely rational sense of paranoia running up her spine.<em>What if I'm not who I think I am? Has my memory been altered?</em>She shook herself of that darker train of thought, instead mustering up the courage to speak. "These memory alterations... You don't run, 'Damage control' on Princesses, do you?"<br/><br/>Indeed, such a thing would defeat the entire purpose of doing Noble work. An act designed to inspire hope wouldn't work if every witness promptly forgot about it. Nevermind the ethical dilemmas that came with modifying memories. If a person was the sum total of their experience, modifying their memories was akin to murdering them and replacing them with a slightly different clone. Yes, Sasha would be wary around Mages from now on.<br/><br/>"In any case, while I'm not certain what use I'd be to you all, I suppose I could offer my support on this endeavor." At the very least, she could play mediator. That was what she was trained to do, after all. Bring balance to the world, and between people. "So long as I'm not Scoobie. Or Daphne." She joked weakly.