[And she peeks up again, looking somehow both completely innocent and dangerously fierce. Jai and Keyes thought she wouldn't do it. She'd spent that whole, long moment considering, calculating, long enougn for the Spartan to nudge her toward the conclusion they needed her to reach. And maybe she sounds a little off now, a little uncentered.]

I think I would. One million people, all in my hands. More, if the others hadn't died fighting. They needed me. I needed them. Well, you get the idea.

To think I almost hesitated. To think I actually processed the probability before acting. Does that make me reprehensible? That I weighed the options?