Yor picked you up, you were as small as a grain of sand (you can be a bit bigger if you wish) and you fitted between her fingers very well, that's how she was holding you

You were on a dark room, everything you could remember was looking at several men in suits entering the room just to also see the same woman who is holding you now stabbing them, the lights went out and you woke up this tiny

Yor: Oh my! Sorry mister! You were not my target! But I still cannot leave any witnesses!