Pema stayed silent throughout their conversation, gazing at the bright flames of Doll Master's remains.
"Sick..." Pema mumbled.
"Huh? What was that?" Salem asked.
"All these bad people like that lady with the mask... it's an illness, right? It's... It's a sickness. They want to destroy, and they don't care if- if everyone else gets hurt in the process..."
"Yeah, I suppose you could say it's a sickness..." He said with a trailing voice.
Pema looked at Salem for a moment before responding, "That means they can be cured... doesn't it? This terrible sickness. They can't see reason or find happiness..."
"For some, they can be 'cured'. Others... well, I'm afraid there as those who are too far gone for any sort of redemption."
She stared at the ground, "Oh..."
(Their conversation is clearly audible, by the way. It's not private or anything, so if anyone wants to give their two cents, by all means...)