By the time Namine had completed her healing she had reasoned with herself about the nature and origin of Yakoul's invitation. Their worlds, Namine's and Yakoul's, were of two opposite ends. Was it possible for the cold world of carnal desire to meet with the world of compassion and love? A foolish, younger Namine would say no. She would say that there is no justification for the actions born from hatred. A wiser woman would know that love and hatred form a middle ground, and that one cannot be without the other. One finds balance at the heart of that paradox, a resounding balance that comes from within projected outward into the world. 

To force onself on another, to dominate their will and impose your own onto them... That was a realm devoid of love. The young girl stared off into a dark corner of the prison as Ra spoke to her back. She looked down at Ryuza, feeling the conscious energy come to life like a flame in her mind. She looked back at the corner of the room again, losing herself in her thoughts... Her eyes glowered for a brief moment, her mouth wound up tight as she mulled over the possibilities in her head. 

"No... That won't be necessary.." Namine responded softly, her tone seemed distant as her mind was lost in the sea of emotion that surrounded the situation. "It is only natural, despite how disgusting it may be to have such intention. The lust for power and control is reflected in all of us, somehow." She was silent for what seemed like a long moment. The image of the Empress stroking Yakoul's head affectionately flashed into Namine's mind. She turned away from Ryuza to look Ra in the eye. Her eyes were full of emotion, glossed over so much so that she appeared to be on the verge of tears, though Namine was more in control of her emotions than it seemed. 

"How is this justified...?" She hissed, her eyes narrowing in passionate defiance. Gritting her teeth, she searched for answers in Ra's eyes, knowing of her clear-cut devotion toward the Empress and the Imperial cause in general, but would she stand for a cause that facilitated and enabled a rapist to express his intentions freely? How was it so that the Empire's cause was righteous because they brought stability and unity but at what cost? Did the ends justify the means, even when the means meant employing the services of a rapist? Just because the army they were facing were greedy mercenaries it meant that their lives held less value than the Imperials? This ideology of social darwinism was a recurring theme throughout the history of shinobi and Namine questioned if its place in their society was truly valid. 

"Are we so self-righteous that the slaughter of thousands is justified because we deem them not fit to participate in this Imperialistic experiment? And Empress Shoko is to reward those of Yakoul's nature for their duty to her just as long as they follow orders, regardless of the ethical issues of their character? Is their no moral standard for her to hold us to, her subordinates? Is her mission to conquer the world by any means necessary?" Namine rambled on, allowing her emotion to pour forth from her onto the company of Ra. She took a deep breath to balance herself as her feathers were just a tad ruffled at Yakoul's invitation. 

She hung her head for a moment. "Don't get me wrong, Ra... There is a fine line between the two sides of this war, and one must always know there they stand. And there is no question where I lie here, but can these kinds of questions go without answers?" Namine raised her head as she spoke to look into the eyes of the woman who stood on the same side of her. Perhaps Namine needed reassurance that she was in fact walking the right path in life. To be on the same side as a rapist, it was an unsettling factor of her disposition.