She stared at them, all her hatred and rage boiling to the surface. But it wasn't right, something was amiss. She looked at the child, playing as if her parents were normal. Her eyes softened and she looked at Sage and stepped backwards quickly as he spoke of coercion and free will her eyes wide.<br/><br/>"I... I... I don't know.."<br/><br/>She whispered it softly. By rights she didn't know, the child confused her. What right did she have to take away the child's parents. Not like this, not in the way she wanted to. She wanted them dead like Barry, suffered as Barry had. Her eyes closed and she stepped back again on wobbly legs. She was tempted yet she was not a murderer. Was she? Her blue eyes went to Sage and she choked out softly, her doubt and her reason playing to her sense of reason.<br/><br/>"The child...I cannot do this to a child.."