I think I know a few people like that. [Even if some of them had found purpose in the Fire Nation's army, she's sure Zhao would have been the same, regardless. And it sure hasn't stopped Yuber. A hard light enters her eyes, not unpleasant exactly, but its a gleam that's far from soft and innocent.]

And I didn't say they couldn't die here. Just that they don't stay dead. But even in Luceti, death takes a toll. [That firm, ruthless glint dissipates as she glances down.] It could be a memory, or an ability, or the use of a limb... no one who comes back to life here does it without leaving something behind.