Germanic Templars wrote:
"You do not understand, I killed that dog with my two hands, ripped its head off in an adrenaline fueled fear, even worse it was her only and most favorite dog. ugh, damn this disease."
"I've killed things with a single thought," Naomi said. "And in this building, you can't trust anything to be what it appears to be. For all you know, the dog was dispatched to harm you. If it were my dog, and very important to my heart, I wouldn't let it anyone from this building near it. Was it even on a leash?" Naomi signed at the futility of her words. She patted his back. "Now what's this about a disease?"