Cliff reads the datapad, then rereads it to make sure he got it right.  He clears the screen, handing the datapad back to her.  "That... that is some story.  Not sure I believe it all, to be truthful.  But, I know what it is like to kill some one, when you don't want to.  Still not sure if it was right or not," he says, the last softly, almost to himself.  He lets out a breath.  "Perhaps you could fit in here, for a while, until you find someplace better.  You do have some talents that would be useful here.  If, you want to."