[A grandiose purpose indeed! Elizabeth can't quite fault her for wishing to do her job, though she wonders why she can't do it herself. Perhaps she and the gentleman she talked with had been wrong in thinking Astoria a deity of some form. Yet her purpose did sound more than something a human could grasp, didn't it.

The brunette chews on her lower lip a moment, brow furrowed. She wishes to say some very sharp things but in this instance, holding her tongue would be the wiser action. Or at least softening the words she wishes to say. After a bit of deliberation she begins, slowly and seriously:]

I have no desire to criticize your purpose, nor your desire to aid others. Indeed I am more gratified than I have words to express that your aim is one of benevolence and guidance. I do wonder however why you seek assistance from those drawn here without choice. Was our arrival here not your doing, madam? Would it not be kinder given your interest in aiding others to likewise extend that charity toward those you wish to help you?