"You.. you're getting better..?" Jill spoke with uncertainty, she was definitely lying to you.

It's a wonder how you got accepted into the S.T.A.R.S unit for one reason, you found it extremely hard to aim a gun - even worse if there was a target to hit, and if it was moving? No chance.

She had started helping you train your aim a few weeks ago, but there wasn't any real improvement. She didn't want you to give up though, so she always just said you were getting better.

You had shot the target she had set up for you--or at least attempted to, and she commented with 3 simple words before going silent, you had already began preparing to take another shot.

"Hang on, just aim a bit higher, you're close."