"I'm sorry, but it's too late now. We can't talk anymore... probably never again, Sniper. Even if I somehow miraculously survive all of this, I doubt I will be welcomed.

I've come too far. You can see that."

Motioning at the destruction she had caused, she placed a hand back on her mask. She still had to be cautious of Sniper, he could be trying to pull a fast one on her.

"My only wish now is to live alone with Jell-O. To do so, I have to kill everyone. That's the way this is going to work. That's the only way I'll be accepted as normal.

Go away now. Kill yourself. Find some way to go home. These are ny last words of advice for you. I'm already too much of demon, I might turn this flamethrower back on any second and kill you."