<strong>Mari<br/>On a motherfucking boat<br/>Talking sense</strong><br/><br/>"You keep talking about this 3rd person, but I haven't seen any evidence for that. Where did this person go, and what hit miss bloodyhead here. I heard two gunshots, and now I see one corpse, one wounded person, and two guns. That's all I need to know what happened here. It's just Occams razor cutting away the bullshit." She unclips a folding knife from her tactical harness and flicks it open. "Now what I don't have an explanation for is what you are doing here. All you been doing is babbling nonsense like you got something to hide. You better start talking sense or it'll be<em>my</em>razor cutting out the answers next." She grins, evidently pleased with herself for making such a highbrow reference.