"There are stories 'bout me?" and her expression lifts. She's caught between liking it and hating it. She's an ambitious person but fames never been the name of the game for her, just one of the unexpected perks...Now it's a detriment to her survival. She stops herself from asking what those stories might be. There's a pretty good chance she already knows.
"Sure ya do." She tries. "Instinct is a powerful thing and here you are, inside this small space with a known killer. You must know I have half an arsenal on my person. That didn't stop you. I'm someone that probably played a part in hurting you or someone you know. That didn't stop you either. Why's that I wonder?" she shrugs back. "Why'd I let you in?."