She smiled up at him and nodded. Gina liked this one. She could almost see the good in him. Sometimes she could look at a person, especially in a place like this, and she could see the black eating at them, like a cancer, gnawing away at their insides. It was them that she lived for, she had been chosen to be the salvation for the fallen of earth's children. As she closed her eyes the symbols of salvation seemed to press themselves to her eyelids, a reminder of her duties.<br/><br/>Aside from that burden, she for the most part, rather enjoyed her life. She was fed here (usually), and had a couple inmates she would consider friends. She could wander about as she pleased as long as she wore her jacket. The dark corners of the place were what she really enjoyed, the unexplained crevasses the dark thought it could hide in. She liked to sneak up on it and consume it to save the world. She was an odd one though and definitely there for a good reason.<br/><br/>"Gina" she said simply, then looked about quickly. She didn't like to use her voice because she was afraid it called the dark. She did like this one though, so she thought he deserved at least one. As nice as he seemed she still made sure to take another look at his heart for reasurence.