( He watches her, his expression a little complicated. )

Ah, you have a heart.

( He'd expected Silco, but different. This is - well, he's seen this emotional bleeding before. )

I'm probably not the one to help you with this, Jinx-san, I barely remember what it's like to be a person. I've been killing for a cause for as long as I can remember. But I think possibly even that want is enough. It's something to work upon. You're breathing, so that means there's still a chance to be something more. It will be hard, it will probably hurt, but if you don't want to be a killer anymore then you're going to have to carve a new shape out. What else is a place like this for if not forging something new?