She understood what he was saying, she was hoping that there was more he wasn't saying. With a sigh she leaned forward and licked at her upper lip. "Look, I get the speech, the PR, the spin. What aren't you saying? Cause if this is it, all on the up and up, then I'm walking. I don't do morals, and I don't do values. Not the ones anyone wants to hear about." She stood up and walked up to him, lowering her voice. "I do pain, I mold flesh, I break bones, with a touch I will rearrange your insides and recreate your body into a form no one will recognize or every get over seeing. A night mare. I do pain, taking it, sharp, blunt, hot, cold, fast, slow. I do fucking until a heart gives out, until muscles melt, until the pain is all you feel and that, is not something you can put a spin on."