Whenever people say they didn't have a choice. It's not true.
It isn't a lie- but at the same time it isn't true.
There is always a choice. It's fight or flight.
You were forced to join the army- but you didn't have to. You just weren't prepared for saying no.
But that doesn't change the fact that you could.
The only things you don't have a choice in are the choices that others make. No-one controls you- there are no masters. There is only the will that you possess.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postHomura's Room
(Homura is at her desk, in apparent deep thought. The bluish sphere remains on the sofa behind her. The door happens to be open.)
Main Room
(Iwasawa is at the guitar once again, although she's more staring out the window than actually playing anything.)
The damned queen and the relentless knight.-Aommatos goes back to tinkering with something beneath the robes on his arm-
-though he is aware of the Iwasa at the window with the guitar-
-he isn't bothering her for now-
-although he is definitely maintaining his reclusive body-language-
-his hood shadowing any features he might have on his face-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

...What do you mean?
dead devotion