Nalia:
... Illyria, I don't think you quite understand what its LIKE to be poor! These people have nothing, they need everything they can get! Why can't you see it?

Illyria:
I DO see it, Nalia, but you are approaching the problem from the wrong perspective! Instead of thinking like a kind noble, think as if you WERE poor! What you are doing is morally questionable, even, giving money to them does not improve their lot whatsoever!
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And who KNOWS what they spend it on!

Nalia:
How... how dare you question my authority on these matters! I have been giving to the poor for my entire life, living with them, helping them, and you come along and say I've been doing it wrong?!
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I am doing it RIGHT, Illyria, I am doing it the only way I know how! Do not seek to undermine me, for your sadistic amusement, I am not some puppet to be played!

Illyria:
I am NOT sadistic, I'm simply pointing out that I think you're going about things the wrong way!
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Just- just snap out of it, Nalia! I'm not trying to hurt you!

Nalia:
Get lost, Illyria, I don't want to speak with you anymore. Go!

Illyria:
Fine. If you'd but listen to what the poor are SAYING, you would come to my point of reasoning.