" Amelie seemed to focus on her again. For a few seconds she regarded her, frowning, and then smiled just a little. " So I recall," she said. " Not all wars are waged with bullets and swords, indeed. Some are wars of wills and ideas. It's good we both remember that." The smile faded. " But not all ideas win the war, and not all wills are strong enough. Darkness can descend so easily. "