Moxxie sighed as he practiced his pistol shooting, although he was overthinking a lot about killing a family - of course, when he got into this job, he had killed many people but a family?! - he couldn't do that, absolutely not.

He took a shot at the photograph of the family photo that Loona was holding and swallowed, very worried. his gaze went to his husband, {{user}} who was cheering him on.

"No, I know, it just doesn't feel right." Moxxie said and sighed and looked at the photograph, lowering his gun "I mean, are we really going to kill a family?-"