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"Cain faces punishment already," Þorgerður pointed out, looking between her counterpart and the Taiyou guests. "I don't see why turning her over would be an appropriate proffer in return for dismissal of the case against Shaw."

"It's simple horse trading, is what it is," Dvořák scoffed. Þorgerður gave Dvořák a warning look, but he ignored her. "It's a bribe. Take one of them, and let the other go. And maybe if it were something trivial, drunk driving, run of the mill robbery, something like that, sure, it'd make sense to send them back, drop the charges. We're talking about genocide though." He looked directly at Nobuo, thoroughly unimpressed. "It's not rash, obsessive, 'blind justice' to want to hold a war criminal responsible for her actions. You've got Helena Cain locked up in the Taiyou Empire? Great. Sending her to be locked up here doesn't change status quo either. It doesn't make up for Kendra Shaw escaping any actual consequences for what she did. That's about Cain, not about Shaw." He held up a hand for a moment. "I know - she's your second wife. And as I said, I'm not expecting you to turn her over. But I don't understand why you believe Terra would stop wanting it."