I am still raging at the thought of nesta only being palatable without her stolen powers. She stole death itself from that cauldron, the only fire that could possibly equal her force of will. This woman who resisted a high lord as a human. Her power was the raw embodiment of her personality and no one but cassian could accept it. We were robbed of seeing the world come to love her as she was, rather than some dulled blade. Of seeing nesta love herself instead of sacrificing parts to become tolerable to others. I am raging at the thought of it all.