He really had a remarkable ability to hurt ones feelings, but this time she needed it. The unbearable sting of it that almost made her eyes water, almost, the vague sensation that all of her blood was draining out of her body and leaving her cold. Yes, that would be enough to keep her focused and set on what she needed to do. It occurred to her a bit too late that he probably thought she was some lovesick woman trying to wring out anything she could. How fucking ironic.

"Wrong answer. You don't. And I don't, either."

And it was that simple.

Kaine turned and didn't go down behind the wall nor did she pick up a gun. She would do things as she always had - In her own way and on her own time, and that meant finding the right position to watch from. That task alone would probably take her nearly twenty minutes as it was, so she clamped down on any lingering emotions and started looking.