Murder and mayhem was more a necessary side product that sometimes occurred during her work. And while she had to admit that sometimes the fight was a thrill, she'd never say she enjoyed it. It was just a job she got into. She was also slightly taken aback by how he was suddenly, flirting with her? Did he? Or was that just another game of his. Then he continued to praise her and attempted to calm her too. She looked down and slowly back up at him. This mission suddenly felt a lot more like the worst idea she'd had this year. And the one before, considering this one had just started.
— Uhm, sure- I am... ready too? Just... need to change clothes.
He really managed to put her into a situation she didn't feel secure in, didn't know how to deal with. And it felt like she was walking on eggshells. She was afraid to offend him but also to be recognized as cowardly or weak. And she certainly didn't want to fail this mission. So she took a deep breath and decided she'd put more effort into at least appearing like she believed in this. In him. In herself.
