For Hood's sake,' the foreigner muttered. 'What's wrong with words?' 'With words,' said Red mask, turning away, 'meanings change.' 'Well,' An aster TOC said, following as Red mask made his way back to his army's camp,. 'That is precisely the point. That's their value - their ability to adapt -' 'Grow corrupt, you mean. The Letter are masters at corrupting words, their meanings. They call war peace, they call tyranny liberty. On which side of the shadow you stand decides a word's meaning. Words are the weapons used by those who see others with contempt. A contempt which only deepens when they how those others are deceived and made into fools because they choose to believe. Because in their naivety they thought the meaning of a word was fixed, immune to abuse.