[Nursing his own drink, Cyrus pauses mid sip once Marcille speaks. She's been unusually quiet, he realizes, and the way she phrases her answer is unorthodox—raw—compared to the rest, whom he's been leaving to their own devices unless addressed.

He lowers his glass.]

Desires are born from the heart. Like knowledge, emotions are neither intrinsically right nor wrong; it's how you execute them, influencing the world around you, that determines your virtue.

[He raises an upturned hand for emphasis.]

It is not wrong to want something.