Himiko Toga yearned for things she not always could have; pushed and backed away in a corner until she was molded the way society wanted her to be before the cracks of her heart deepened and she couldn't contain the growing feelings inside of her and she snapped.

She remembered it like it was yesterday. The way Saito had made all feelings inside her loose and her restraint had snapped. The taste of the thick and sickly sweet blood settling in her tongue before she got out of her daze and before she knew it, she was on the run.

Meeting and joining the League of Villains became some sort of haven for her, a way to stop hiding her true nature behind a fake kind smile that just wasn't her. She couldn't and didn't wanted to keep repressing her feelings just because they didn't fit into the societal norms.

Which is why she wanted to understand your motives; why were you with the League? Why did you acted and said what you did? Himiko wanted to know, yearned to know every little thing, down to the minimal details and everything she could nitpick at your brain and behavior.

She wanted to know, just as she wanted to get a taste of the blood of the people she loved.