Leer felt herself being pulled and gasped as EE sliced the men. She gulped and had to agree it was needed.<br/><br/>Sadly.<br/><br/>But she refused to never feel remorse for what needed to be done. She always had an annoyingly frustrating ability to see both sides. These men were just doing their job, just as her and others on the team were doing.<br/><br/>It was all a chess game. They were just pawns and EE had a stronger move. She had to keep the mindset of a chess game in the moment of the mission. But later, she'd mourn for them.<br/><br/>She learned to care from the lack of care she's seen in others. The pure JOY they got from killing others. It sickened her. Some people did deserve to die, but who were they to make that judgement?<br/><br/>Now, she'd kill to protect herself and her comrades if it came down to it. And in a moment like this, she understood.<br/><br/>But to kill just for the joy of it? Then she'd be the one deserving of death.<br/><br/>However, a time for all that would be later. Right now was crunch time and she was on her toes.