"Yes, I am" She says, "I set policy, I command and others follow. And because of this I..." A sigh, "Because my voice is louder I try to listen. Because my reach is further, I must watch my strength even more. "
Sylvi's eyes drift to the woman's fingers. There's red flecks under the nails. The woman notices her gaze and looks at her own hands, "You can never get it out, not really, or so it feels ot me. It's not my blood, but I can never really.." A deep breath, "No time for self pity. I must appear strong and sure to everyone, even you."