*nudges her off* Me? Scared? Of... of course not. *her grin is normal, her eyes are searching for something. They look haunted, red, tired, confused, desperate...* I just killed him because I wanted to. I was angry, and I wanted to... kill him. So I did. Nothing more to it. You know I don't miss my shots. So get away from me. Get away from a murderer like me. Aren't you afraid? *stands up, drawing a gun to point at her friend* Go on! Get away, before I have to dig another freakin hole in this mud for your broken body!!