Being a mercenary she's good at killing and morals never even entered the picture. For her morals are that whiny voice in the back of her head, a too-skinny kid who thought he could tame her. Hey, when your best friend with a conscience grows up to be a stone-cold killer, you can be forgiven for turning out the same.

She laughs - too loud to be ladylike - without a care in the world.

"How good a time?" She teases, the implication being that it might be a better try than Moist.