"how the fuck should i know?....hell i don't even give a shit if i die.......well so long as it'll save one of yall....i may be meloncholy and suicidal from time to time ive got nothing really to live fer but i'm not dying in vain damnit" her voice was soft and meloncholic as she swiveld the glass in her hand slowly swirling the whiskey. then she took another sip and said "see.....that's why i'd be a bad leader...."