At the mention of violence, the girl looks sick.  At the mention of the deceased political officer, she whimpers.<br/><br/>"They did what?  Oh, fuck!  Oh, fuck fuck fuck fuck...it wasn't supposed to go down like that, I swear!  Was it that dust head? I bet it was that stupid fucking dust-head!  We should have shoved him into traffic weeks ago!"<br/><br/>She shrinks away from Naryu, not daring to look at her captor.<br/><br/>"It was just a simple job, wiring what was supposed to be a standard type two into the trunk line and setting for remote detonation, like I told you!  Then the boss was gonna blow it while we were in the building, 'cause he's had that sort of 'trust me' look on his face all last week where before he's been Mister Business.  So we were gonna evac before calling it in.  Just like I toldja!"<br/><br/>She risks a quick look at Naryu, her eyes large and soulful and vulnerable.<br/><br/>"Do you even<em>know</em>what's in there?"