"Fifty-thousand years." Oh. It makes her wince and pull back a bit. That amount of time is almost incomprehensible to her. She doesn't want to imagine what happened to the poor souls, ghosts and others, from then. "So when you thought life wasn't fair, you responded by being just as unfair? That's quite--"

There a lot of choice words for her to pick but she doesn't want to start a fight. Not really. "--aggressive, I suppose. It must work out for you quite well to get to this point."