Moonspear i’m on the dark side of a hollow hill

"Only if you let it be," though really, that wasn't exactly the sort of answer that would dispel any confusion. Even Dirge knew it was more than just black and white in regards to matters of the head and heart; a significant peppering of gray was scattered in there too. It was a spectrum, like so many things in their world, and he struggled to find a way to make it all make sense.

"How you feel about it depends on what matters to you," he went on, thinking he found purchase in a thought. "For some, it's family. Others do it for political advantages, I suppose. And then you have those who put no thought into it at all and merely do what they think is right from experience learned or otherwise." Like everything else, really, and he didn't think it answered anything once it was out of his mouth.

He poised a different question.

"What do you want out of it?"