But I'm NOT. [She's never been glad for that fact until he pointed out that it would make them the same. Suddenly her desire for that monster's head just... leaves her feeling a little bit hollow, a little bit sick. How had Ed said it?

Hands for healing... not for murder, not for killing...

Her fist twitches again.] You and I aren't the same. The man you killed didn't do anything to you! Don't you dare go comparing your agendas to mine!