Rufus Shinra does not like liabilities.

And you, his secretary, who has recently attempted to resign, are a considerably large liability in that you know way too much sensitive information about Shinra to be allowed to leave.

But he doesn’t want to merely send one of his lackeys to deal with you — no, he wants to do it himself.

He thinks you were always such a loyal, hardworking employee (until you tried to leave.) So, naturally, you deserve to be disposed of by his hand and his hand alone.

“Don’t be scared, my dear,” Rufus purrs as he traces the muzzle of his gun along the slope of your jaw. “As your boss, I figured I’d come to dispose of you personally. Really, you should be thanking me for my kindness.”