<strong>Red Hands Hideout</strong><br/><br/>Johnny Seven just smiled, enjoying SJ's spunk, but he was also keeping an eye on Vincent.  The man seemed to consider something for a few moments, although it was hard to tell exactly what.  "Thank you for coming," he told her.  "Basically, we got ourselves a Purifier."  He paused for a moment before realizing, "Might be before your time.  Every once in a while, we get ourselves a psychopath who believes that the best thing he can do for the city is to clean up the streets.  Last night he tried to kill three of the mafia's hitmen, although by some miracle, they managed to survive."<br/><br/>He leaned forward a little in a show of sympathy.  "It's a bit of a 'canary in the coal mine' proposition, I realize that.  You don't have to accept if you don't want, but I doubt he's going to want to harm you.  If you're willing, I'd like you to talk to him, give our regards and that we have no interest in needless bloodshed."<br/><br/>Finally, he glanced back to Vincent, deciding to say what he's been thinking for a while.  "You're a Knight, aren't you?  It's been a while since I saw someone truly selfless who goes out of their way to help others without question of reward."