Doll was patient, very patient. Patient enough to hear the whole tale, of back when they were good - well, better perhaps was a better word - people, and how everything changed. Doll was quiet the whole time; she wasn't about to interrupt her, and she wasn't doing anything until she was done. When she was, well...<br/><br/><strong>"You know, I only came here to kill one man..."</strong>Doll grumbled, slowly lowering her gun.<strong>"but something you said just now... you answer my questions, and if it's death you want, then death I'll give you. First Question: Do you know either who I am, or for whom I work for, without a doubt? After that, tell me specifically who was supplying this operation here, and where you got the medicine from, exactly.<br/><br/>"Finally... what's your name?"</strong>she asked finally, still holding the neutral expression all the while.<strong>"And if given one thing for me to do to honor you, or make reparations in your name, what would it be?"</strong>