*just barely suppresses a shudder at that name (it's all lurking much closer to the surface, with your questions tearing the foundation out from under him)* Not her thing. The most she did to mess with my head was—
*cuts himself off before he can spill any more details than you've already helped yourself to (and don't believe for an instant that he wrote down everything)* *mechanically* She was into blood. Not mind games. Not like that.