She sat down in one of the chairs, and fidgeted with her golden heart locket. She noticed how they were somehow harder than the dirt. "<i>Figures. Only humans could create something so...horrible.</i>" She thinks. She didn't know the real word for what she was looking for. She hadn't had much of an education after all.<br/><br/>"So do you do all kinds of tattoos?" She asked, wondering how versatile this woman really was.