"The last person who tried to conquer the world. What an endorsement."

She sighs. They were dancing around the point, and it was obvious they wouldn't get anywhere until she just admitted the truth she'd only just begun to accept earlier in this conversation. Almost out of habit, she sneers-

"There are possibilities. The trouble is none of them impress me."

After a moment, she speaks again, more quietly, more defeated.

"I don't... know what I want. It's like I don't want anything anymore."