"Those eyes of yours.... either you try to undress me with your eyes, or you think that I have more weapons hidden somewhere..." She laughs at his reaction as she put the gun on the table. After a few minutes, she had realised that she have forgotten to button her blouse back. Slowly, but surely she manages to button it back, even though, she have missed some button holes.
" Don't even try. It's not something you'd like to imagine. And seeing it up close.... thats more than horrifying..... Can't we change the topic? I'd rather not recall these memories, since I've burried them deep already. I'd end up crying, and would blame it on you..." she forces a fake smile to her face.
"I wouldn't call it a mission. It feels good to make them pay for what they did. I guess... As for helping... None can. Not like any have tried, besides that woman calling herself a psychiatrist. She was annoying. Was." A sadistic smile can be seen on her face. " Maybe... there is one thing you could do for me...." She looks into his eyes, she looks as innocent as ever. " Give me a hug."