Disclaimer: I don't own Psycho-Pass just these plots of drabbles!
lives
To her, lives were important, lives meant people, people meant humanity, and humanity meant society.
She wanted to protect that. No matter how pitiful or naive that mall dream was.
So what if she dealt with a drone instead of the Enforcers?
It was better than seeing another person die on her watch.
She's had enough death to last for a lifetime.
Or if she used her idiosyncratic unorthodox methods to save the life of a stressed latent criminal?
As long as she could somehow salvage what was left of humanity with its flaws...
That was all she needed.
That was all she thought about really.
In the back of her mind, she knew the Akane Tsunemori from two years ago would never think about helping latent criminals or society or Sybil itself!
Her hand curled as the fleeting thought of the system.
No one could understand her when it came to that.
No one would, well at least not yet.
She knew they wanted to expand. Wanted her to struggle in some out of sick psychological way.
It was her against them in her own way.
She glanced to the ash tray with uprighted cigarettes and sighed before getting up from her chair.
I need some sleep.