[ She sighs. He has a point, as always. She isn't pursuing this path to fill a hole inside of herself, although Inej knows it's helping prompt the healing of a very old wound that had opened up when she woke on that slaver ship. She wants to prevent broken families and children. She wants to see pleasure houses topple. Perhaps she and Kaz aren't all that different. ]

No, it's not.

[ This time, her voice is gentle. The ocean follows suit, softly lapping against the hull of the warship. ]

It doesn't feel like enough. I suppose that's really the point. The moment it feels like it's enough, I've given up on everyone else who needs me.

[ And Inej doesn't want that. She'll free slaves and take down slavers even in death. If she's learned anything from Kaz, it's that having a legend grow greater and bigger than her is oftentimes a great weapon. ]

It feels… good. Doing this. I don't enjoy knowing there are so many slave ships, but I feel like I'm doing something good.