Where does that math end, David wants to ask. When does it stop being a fair balance? Two people for a city. A hundred? A thousand? He doesn't know, and he hates that he would balance things out carefully for this, that he'd do his best to try and find the greatest value.

Human lives in terms of value. He hates it.

"I could... It was so hard, Balthier. HE was in my mind and I was just... I was his. I couldn't do anything."