Yeah. I get that. I always liked watching my father build things. All the different parts and equipment. He'd explain what they all did and at the time I thought I understood what it all meant. [but she usually doesn't talk about all that, considering how tragically it all ended, and she glances away.]

Ah... I'm not so sure how good I'd be at that sort of thing. Being kept isolated doesn't exactly develop the best social skills. When girls my age were... holding hands and going on dates and having their first kiss, the only men I was meeting were my targets and the ones assigning me to kill them.

It's been... a few years. But I've spent it mostly on the run. Which also isn't all that conducive to meeting people.

[a thoughtful hum.] What sort of... qualities do you like, in a person?