I wasn't speaking of the common people. I spoke of myself, as an artist. [Kuja is not used to considering the common people at all, but she did not hold the nobility above them, her purpose being to destroy them all. So she does consider for a moment, trying to muster some empathy. She doesn't quite manage it.] The common people do have such wishes. It is natural to desire food and safety. The beasts of field and forest have the same wishes. That does not change the fact that all living things suffer and die.

Yet it is the choices people make that give their brief lives meaning. I agree, free will is greatest beauty, the rarest pearl.

My life has been much the same, bustle and tumult. This place may grow tedious for those such as ourselves. [She might like to rest, for a time, but what will she do after that?]

[She gives another of her theatrical bows.] I am Kuja.