How easily I manipulate people. What I'm willing to accept if it means achieving what I need to do. How ready I am to send people I love into situations they may not come back from. The fact that I've killed, and I'd do it again if it was the best option available. [ Her voice is heavy, now, but not exactly regretful. She's more or less made her peace with who and what she's become; what really hurts, lately, is that it hasn't felt like enough. ]