"Mm, could, if I was normal, but see I have this little thing in my head that if I don't kill or steal or something...I go completely crazy and get locked up in our lovely insane asylum," she said, pointing to an island in the harbor that seemed to have clouds over it even though the sky was clear.
"So I kill...and they try to keep me poor." She shifted, looking at him. "You, kill? Mm, you're too pretty."