Her face burrowed in to a upset frown, to say one is pure evil is truly a bold statement. She wanted to argue against the thought of death before reason, but many see a eye for an eye. She fixed her face quickly not to offend. She looked over the edge along with him. 

"Pure evil.. What do we believe to be truly evil? We all live by different morals so who is to say is who is in the wrong doing." She was doing it again. She stood up, her eyes began to flicker, from dark hues of greys to white but not a scary way. They seemed to be adjusting. "Some people believe death is meant for people who kill people, people say the worst is deserved to those who conflict pain and tragedy to others, but then we believe that pain is the correct punishment? We don't think far enough in to one's journey to reconsider if their life is worth providing." She turned to face him understanding that her statement was overbarring, and bias. "But please do not mistake me, some people do not deserve to live, but.. like I said, the mind is a delicate place..." Her face slightly grew grim as she imaged an unpleasant memory. "I was once stuck inside the head of a man who was on something called 'Death Row?' that is what they call it correct? Well, he shared with me his most elicit thoughts, I found him beautiful and fell in love with his ideas... His last words were, 'My Lizzy-Rose." She paused and smiled to look back at him. 

"His daughter that is, she died at the age of three for some unknown reason, he was only trying to do best by her." She paused her eyes, fully dazzling in the color of the moon. "He did horrible things, terrible. But he only wanted everything he could get for his daughter. Life punished him by loving too much, but he couldn't love her enough." She smiled once more as she could see his vivid dreams of them playing together at the local park. She stopped. Looking up quickly her eyes faded back to the glitter black. "I am sorry, I sometimes can't stop that." She giggled even though her heart was heavy. She smiled back up at him, this one a playful one again to revive the atmosphere they had going. "Life is only pleasant to those who allow it to be pleasant. But do not doubt yourself, most would say your cross is a noble one." She knew she had smiled too much, but she didn't know what else to do. A smile was something she didn't take lightly, it was respect, affection, comfort something she wanted to provide for everyone. 

"I am not sure why I am here. I am supposed to learn about myself instead of everyone around me, well inside my own thoughts."