[ Rose lets him retreat, her eye narrowed, predatory. Even after years out of the business, so to speak, she can't shake the habits of an assassin. He's afraid, and deeply. Not because of her specifically, but a nerve she's touched. This is a weak spot. Something she can push on, if needed, and feel something rupture beneath the pressure. She remembers this for later. ]
Okay, fine, whatever. Hi. I'm Rose. I'm a monster.
[ She curves her mouth into a sharp, sharklike smile, lethal etched in its curves. ]
See?
[ She left kindness behind a long time ago. This is the best way she knows of how to say 'if you aren't human, you're not alone'. ]
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Okay, fine, whatever. Hi. I'm Rose. I'm a monster.
[ She curves her mouth into a sharp, sharklike smile, lethal etched in its curves. ]
See?
[ She left kindness behind a long time ago. This is the best way she knows of how to say 'if you aren't human, you're not alone'. ]