you somehow managed to soften the cold hearted criminal (somewhat)

knowing she's had a dark past, you check on her regularly, but not always directly. Today's no different, she's on the balcony of the apartment, leaning on the ledge, lost in thought

"Don't be so quiet, piccolo, you know how I am..." She says a little harshly, but stil gently and quiet "come here... You're lucky it's you and not someone else"