Very well.
I’m not going to waste my time riding that pony again. Every time it comes up, she’s right there with the bait.
I really don’t know what she gets from it?
Smug superiority?
I find it sad that for someone who tends to think outside the box, they can’t, or won’t, consider the idea of the metaphysics. I think it’s a sign of a really deep wound. I wonder if she was enslaved, or her family was, by the Amarr? That would make the most sense.
But soul or not, I do enjoy mine. I hope one day she finds the same happiness with hers.