[To call it a "curse" would be both an understatement and an exaggeration. Jade had never described herself as someone who was cursed; simply one who brought misery wherever she went. Curses are so... fanciful. Like it could be dispelled with a magic kiss or a spell.

[But she doesn't argue against letting bad things happen to bad people, or claim that they should be better than that. She never will.]

I'm not... a good person, either. [The words feel like molasses in Jade's mouth when she speaks, covering her face in her hands, one of them still clutching Yuri's handkerchief.] But I also know justice is a fickle bitch. Doesn't always hit the people it should nearly as fast as those who suffer for it.

[And it's always the innocents who get hurt the hardest. Otherwise, justice wouldn't be necessary.]