"War sucks." Amara shrugged aimlessly, not having that much more to add on besides one statement. She had known that both sides weren't exactly the champions of ethical combat with horrible tactics used by both sides in an excuse to win 'faster' and prevent more carnage. Yet all they did was prolong the suffering and make the deaths of soldiers even worse than they already were. She didn't blame the Tuffles for resorting to mass Destron bombings. Sure it scarred the planet and was a HORRIBLE way to die, but their only other option at the war's start was to roll over and get exterminated by a force of invading thugs with little regard for 'life' either.
The Saiyans were in the wrong since the start. It was true that they deserved a break after traveling the stars for so long after their home was obliterated, but that gave them no right to go ahead and just claim another species' planet for themselves AND proceed to try and kill them all in the process. That was not the act of a warrior, it was the act of a coward. "Ugh..." Amara rubbed at her temples, reminded of why she had left all these thoughts behind after dying. Dragging herself back into the void of despair and grimdark outlooks was NOT a place she wished to go again. "Good to know you'll at least try your best! Dunno how you'd manage to uh, get a functioning body but I'll leave that to you."
Indeed war sucked. It was bad for all of them. He should not make it about him. He had wanted to leave so bad though. He didn't even want to be apart of it. Of course that had changed somewhat, now he wanted to do what he could to help the tuffles. Maybe they find a way to help the saiyans afterword's. But he could not live with the idea of the tuffles having their home stripped from them in such a matter. Hopefully everyone would understand that. But it was over now, he had to focus on the future now. Korado gave a stern nod to Amara as she noted that he had to make sure to get a functioning body but good on him if he could. "Well hopefully I'll figure it out. At the least maybe it will give me some comfort. Something to focus myself on. Maybe I'll come to accept this if I cannot figure it out. But until that day comes I'm gonna keep trying. And also gonna make sure when you return you have a home to return too. I won't let the tuffle's homeland be destroyed so easily and I won't let the saiyans be destroyed as well. I will do what I can there. Even if I don't got much strength to do it."
"Maybe I'll finally go up to the front desk and ask the head clerk for a body. Suppose that'd help any efforts to yoink me back to the real world with an actual functioning one instead of having anyone try to jerry-rig it." Amara still didn't have much of a drive to go back. She had died fair and square and, as things currently stood, was content with obeying the rules set out before her. She was deemed worthy of Heaven. Plotting to defy the natural order and escape was a slap in the face to Yemma, who had chosen to send her here in good faith. "Though given how I doubt you'll be able to re-enact Lazarus overnight, I might procrastinate bothering to do that for a hot minute."
It was uncomfortable for her to even address the topic of war again. Amara tried so hard to distance herself from it knowing that once she started again, it'd be hellishly hard to stop. "Well, I for one believe in you bro." Her ghostly hand reached out, fingertips aiming to brush against Korado's own hand. "With that sort of conviction, who wouldn't? Just... keep an eye on things, okay? There's this Arcosian named Azoth. His intentions are good but the way he wants to go about them... I'm afraid that they'll only cause more suffering than they solve." Detaching from him, Amara moved a bit closer to the city outskirts again. "So this is goodbye for now. Good luck!"
Korado looked surprised as Amara said she maybe should walk to the head clerk to ask for a body. "I mean your body seems real enough expect the halo I guess?" Maybe she was made of ectoplasm or something? This was a bit out of his wheelhouse that was for damn sure! But whatever she said in this case he would just be following along with. She probably knew more about this sort of stuff then he did. Still, she really didn't seem to care if she came back or not. Something she had already said but maybe Korado would have to accept that. But not yet, not right now. He had to have some way to solve this problem He had to at least try and if he failed then maybe he just hang his head down and admit defeat.
Anyway, she did believe that maybe he could do that at least gave him hope it was possible. Guess it would matter how much he was willing to jump the ethical hurdles. Amara did give him some last advice though while he was watching Plant though. Something about an Azoth. Apparently, he was a good guy but he had bad ways of doing things. "Right don't worry I'll try to set him straight." Through his words anyway. He didn't have any grudges with the man. Anyway she was leaving as Korado gave a stern grunt. "Right, good luck Amara. Stay safe out here." Korado would turn the candle was going to run out soon. So he better get a move on. He didn't wanna stuck as Zerori warned.