[ Her expression darkens briefly, though her ire does not rest with Wash. It's a well-intentioned suggestion, really. Were it so simple as that. ]

I've seen what comes of such generosity. Those gifts that were offered were destroyed, while the mobs cheered. Fools had no idea what they'd been given, only that they were too proud to accept it if it meant accepting the law and order of an outsider.

[ Her eyes close, gold glistening on the lids, before she shakes her head and straightens primly. ]

How very tiring this must all be for you.