Saoirse shrugged. "It's one person out of thousands. That's not a permanent roadblock for me or anything. I'll still keep trying to 'liberate'," on that word, she mimicked Nesah's voice, though there was no ill intent behind the action, "those people, even if we hate eachother by now. I can't decide whether people are worthy of basic human rights based on whether I like them or not." What was the point of all that? She could've just condensed all that down to one sentence. Nevermind.