Like I said, I know monsters and this girl isn't one. Whatever her dad did to her though made her think she was one and that makes me angry. People who have a chance at a normal life should be given it. I never had a chance, I was created a monster, no one who wasn't really like that should have to feel that way.

She makes to hit me but I'm oddly getting used to her quirks, so much so that I don't flinch and I'm not surprised when it's a soft touch.

"Do you kill?" I ask. I know she's a good person, but I think good people can kill and still remain good people. Soldiers and cops do it. Not without a struggle, but I know they do.

"And you knew I would look."