Justice/Dialogue

Justice's dialogue contains a list of the conversations that Justice shares with the other companions, in which they discuss each other's backgrounds, and their reactions to the game's events. It also contains a list of the conversations he shares with The Warden.

Justice and the Warden
Justice: This world is nothing like I thought it would be. The demons lust to cross the Veil, but the rest of us scoff. We pity mortals, we do not envy them.
 * And thanks for that. We appreciate it.
 * You barely know anything about it!
 * Are you saying we're friends, now?
 * Raw lyrium is dangerous.
 * There are potions made of lyrium.
 * You're no mage. What do you need lyrium for?
 * I'll see what I can do.
 * I have no time to fetch you trinkets.
 * So glad you approve.
 * Should I care what you think?
 * I am not in the mood.
 * Perhaps you should help us, instead.

Justice and Oghren

 * Justice: You seem to have a preoccupation with beverages, dwarf. Why is that?
 * Oghren: "Beverages?"
 * Justice: I refuse to call them "spirits." It is a humiliating word for your drink.
 * Oghren: Oh, you mean the booze! You should try it!
 * Justice: If it makes one act like you, I think not.
 * Oghren: Your loss!

Justice and Nathaniel
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 * Nathaniel: Will you ever need to switch bodies, Justice?
 * Justice: I did not even wish to possess this one. Why would I switch to another?
 * Nathaniel: You might need to unless you wish to look even more obviously like a walking corpse.
 * Justice: I...would prefer not to think of it.
 * Justice: This... thing you spoke of. Switching bodies.
 * Nathaniel: Not a favorite topic of yours, I take it?
 * Justice: Would such a thing be permitted? Would it not be considered... abominable?
 * Nathaniel: If they're dead, it's not as if they need the body, Justice.
 * Justice: But I can still feel the man who once lived. I know his body, his... It is not just a body.
 * Nathaniel: That's...good, isn't it? I'd rather you felt that way.
 * Justice: Perhaps you are right.
 * Nathaniel: What if you found a living body to possess?
 * Justice: Even if I knew how, I would not possess the living. Such is an act for demons.
 * Nathaniel: What if the person were willing?
 * Justice: Why would a mortal ever allow such a thing?
 * Nathaniel: For life. For love. Perhaps together, you can do what they cannot do alone. If you gave instead of taking, I would consider you no demon.
 * Justice: It is...something to consider. Thank you, Nathaniel.
 * Justice: So you are a thief?
 * Nathaniel: Who, me? Not by profession, my friend.
 * Justice: And yet you were imprisoned for attempted theft.
 * Nathaniel: Of things that belonged to my family, and which were taken from us unjustly.
 * Justice: A likely tale.
 * Justice: You have not paid for your crime yet, mortal.
 * Nathaniel: Still stewing over that, are you?
 * Justice: You have been freed, but you have not offered penance.
 * Nathaniel: Isn't being forced to listen to you, penance enough?
 * Nathaniel: Do you do anything besides ponder what is just and unjust?
 * Justice: It is not all I do. It does, however, define my being.
 * Nathaniel: So you were born just? A little, self-rigtheous baby of justice crawling around the Fade?
 * Justice: I was not born. I simply am.

Justice and Anders

 * Anders: Why do spirits seek out mages? I've always wondered.
 * Justice: You speak of demons. I am not a demon.
 * Anders: Aren't demons simply spirits with unique and sparkling personalities?
 * Justice: They have been perverted by their desires.
 * Anders: But what do they want from mages?
 * Justice: Perhaps they wish the same as I: silence.

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 * Justice: I see that your feline companion remains with you.
 * Anders: He seems happy enough. Isn't that right, Ser Pounce-a-lot?
 * Ser Pounce-a-lot: (Meow!)
 * Justice: To enslave another creature does not seem just.
 * Anders: He's not a slave! He's a friend. And he's also a cat.
 * Justice: A cat that lacks freedom.
 * Anders: Just ignore him, Ser Pouce-a-lot. They don't have pets in the Fade, apparently.
 * Ser Pounce-a-lot: (Meow!)

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 * Justice: I understand that you struggle against your oppression, mage.
 * Anders: I avoid my oppression. That's not quite the same thing, is it?
 * Justice: Why do you not strike a blow against your oppressors? Ensure they can do this to no one else?
 * Anders: Because that sounds difficult?
 * Justice: Apathy is a weakness.
 * Anders: So is death. I'm just saying.

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 * Justice: I believe you have a responsibility to your fellow mages.
 * Anders: That bit of self-righteousness is directed at me?
 * Justice: You have seen oppression and are now free. You must act to free those who remain oppressed.
 * Anders: Or I could mind my business, in case the Chantry comes knocking.
 * Justice: But this is not right. You have an obligation.
 * Anders: Yes, well... welcome to the world, spirit.

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 * Anders: Are you saying that you could become a demon, Justice?
 * Justice: I said no such thing.
 * Anders: You said that demons were spirits perverted by their desires.
 * Justice: I have no such desires.
 * Anders: You must have some desires...
 * Justice: I have none! Desist your questions!

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 * Anders: I aplogize, Justice. I didn't mean to suggest you would become a demon.
 * Justice: I should certainly hope not.
 * Anders: I just wondered what relation there is between spirits and demons. Demons are a worry to any mage.
 * Justice: I do not know what makes demons as they are. Such evil angers me, but I do not understand it.
 * Anders: Well, I hope you never come to understand.
 * Justice: I as well, mage. More than you could possibly know.

Justice and Velanna

 * Velanna: Ugh... your skin it's peeling.
 * Justice: Oh really? I didn't notice.
 * Velanna: Can I give you a poultice? anything that can help?
 * Justice: No, I thank you for the offer, but Kristoff's body is dead. There is nothing that can be done.
 * Velanna: I shant hope for the smell to improve then?
 * Justice: No, you probably shouldn't.

Justice and Sigrun

 * Sigrun: Sometimes, you twitch uncontrollably.
 * Justice: Do I? It must be an interaction between me and Kristoff's decaying body.
 * Sigrun: It's like you're dancing. Ooh, we should set you to music.
 * Justice: Has it occurred to you that I may be... self-conscious about this twitching?
 * Sigrun: Oh, sorry. Are you?
 * Justice: No.

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 * Sigrun: Here's your dagger back.
 * Justice: Did I drop this?
 * Sigrun: Oh, no. I nicked it from your belt. Old habits die hard, you know.
 * Justice: Stealing is wrong.
 * Sigrun: Only if you get caught. And need I remind you that I wasn't caught?

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 * Justice: I have tied my dagger to my belt. Should you try to steal it again, the rope will remind you that stealing is wrong.
 * Sigrun: But... er, you just told me I can no longer steal it. Why would I even try?
 * Justice: I...
 * Sigrun: Anyway, here's your ring back.

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 * Justice: Am I correct in hearing that you are dead, dwarf?
 * Sigrun: In a manner of speaking, yes.
 * Justice: The body I inhabit is dead, as well.
 * Sigrun: I... don't think that's quite the same thing, my friend.

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 * Justice: How is it different?
 * Sigrun: Excuse me? How is what different?
 * Justice: How is your death different from mine?
 * Sigrun: My death was symbolic. I entered the Legion and thus my old life ended. But I imagine death will catch up with me soon enough, don't you worry.
 * Justice: I do not worry. I was simply curious.

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 * Justice: So you believe you will die soon.
 * Sigrun: Won't we all?
 * Justice: I will not die. Not as you die.
 * Sigrun: Spirits such as yourself can be slain in this world. Maybe you can, too.
 * Justice: That... is a disturbing thought.
 * Sigrun: Glad to be of service!