[ Baiken shifted in place, placing her elbow on her knee and letting her head rest in her hand, something that made her words mumble a bit, but was still pretty clear when she spoke. ]

Nah, they definitely understand... They care too damn much, if you ask me. And what's worst, part of me agrees with them, but again, I'm too dedicated to the path I'm on. I often think it's probably better they all just give up on the idea of me being better.

[ It was easier to say these things to a stranger, she realized, as she was speaking them. This girl had no stakes in her life, in the state of her world, in what bloody things had lead Baiken to where she was in that moment, and where those broken footsteps still took her. ]