"Free will isn't the big problem here... at the very least the humans have always had it. Weapons choosing humans over gods though... that sounds like a farce no matter what!" those were the words of Ishtar and she fully believed them. The problem with Artoria Pendragon is that she was a girl. And even if she did not acknowledge or know it, there was a particular power she held over men and eventually that would be a problem. Of course a man like Enki wouldn't realize it, he was the type to fall victim to it. After all, she was here in his bed now, when she'd never done a single thing for him. He did not even realize how important women were, when he'd been the only one to save her when none of the other gods bothered. He'd even split himself with her with nothing to gain other than potentially having her at his side. If any girl was allowed to fully understand the pull she had over men, she could be fa problem. Ishtar believed that, but what was this? She was being offered their choice, and the ability to look out over them instead of anything else? "I am agreeable. I'll pick someone...." she said seeming to think herself capable of such a simple task. Surely it wouldn't actually be that difficult to raise a man capable of beating such a tiny girl. Evil plots were beginning, and they would be in the works for a while yet.
At the same time, Merlin seemed to be arguing his point, and for her part in this Morgan seemed to be listening but that would change nothing. "The world's decision is for the best. We both act as agents of it. You should realize that by now," said Morgan. She was still cordial but there was no changing this outcome. Too many things had already happened. Merlin hadn't realized it just yet, his vision was still clouded around this moment, Morgan's however was crystal clear. "It is already decided! What has come to be has to be for the good of all. For your sister, for you, for my sisters, and my brother. Nothing will change it Merlin. She already decided she was involved you know what your name is... do not pretend to claim responsibility in full now." Morgan's words had emphasis but not hatred. She was not upset with him, but she also seemed to be incapable of comforting him. In order to preserve herself and her mind. She'd given all of her emotions to her other self. She'd separated them completely from her being so she was simply incapable of feeling while she worked through multiple problems. The emotional issues of what she did would be something cleared up later, for now what she did would be for the good of all. "You do not realize what all she has done already. If you are not here... neither of you will be around to raise a King Arthur. Do not misunderstand this Merlin, she has already spun the wheel. Some events are already in motion and they cannot be changed, songs already sung and actions already taken. You cannot break out and I will not release you..." said Morgan exhaling a deep breath. "If you take but a moment to think about it, to look at yourself and her you will understand... why it is necessary," she mentioned. Junko as he called his younger sister, had already applied a curse to herself one which would cause problems in the future. That girl was so sweet and soft and nice, reminding Morgan of their youngest sister, but at the same time, much more prone to self destruction, more so than even than younger sister who planned to live her extended life in Avalon and atone for crimes that were not crimes. Perhaps Merlin would hate her for this choice, perhaps he would come to understand it as his Clairvoyance grew, regardless she did as the world willed. Which is why she wasn't upset about his actions not in the same way that Vivian was... "Hold on to those feelings, Merlin. They may be all you have when you are trying to decide how to take the next step forward." And with that last utterance she turned and began to walk towards the Lake. She had things to do...