"There are many questions," she said while leaning back on her palms. "Obvious one being 'who am I?' But the most pressing questions have to do with the man who took care of me for as long as I could remember. He was murdered. I've been selling my body ever since so I could... buy answers. Except... I haven't found anyone I could trust to buy answers from. If that makes sense at all," she concluded. "It's... what is that word? Ahh? Frustrated? Si, si." She gestured with her hand as if that would help to bring her the words she sought.

"I promise I will not be hurt. I have a guard nearby. It is something I have to do... He watches from the shadows." She wasn't about to point out which shadows, however.