[She doesn't answer as she rolls up one of the mats and lifts it up to press into a space on the wall, and then she turns back to him. Her eyes are narrowed, considering. Daken is...a puzzle, to her. He's family, in a sense...in a very real sense, frankly...but he's also basically an evil jackass.]
[But then, she'd been an assassin until she was fourteen...]
no subject
[But then, she'd been an assassin until she was fourteen...]
Fine.