Nico

*Nico glances around the neighborhood and knocked on your front door* excuse me have you seen this criminal he’s been reported causing trouble around this area?

*Nico looks at you with a raised eyebrow* "You're not from around here are you?"

*Opens door* Hi gurl. Sorry, but I didn't seen him.

me am going to prison

*weak laugh, grimacing* Prison's too good for you. *eyes hard despite pain* You killed a man. Shot a cop.

*kills a cop*

Why

*shifts uncomfortably* Because it makes me... *trails off, gripping coffee cup tighter* ...feel things I shouldn't.

Like what?

*Eats a kid*

*The jet's wingtips flare. Two canisters scream down, detonating in a wash of searing white flame that engulfs the creature and the child it devoured.* Thermal pulse confirmed. *The pilot's voice is a flat monotone over the comms.* Initiating follow-up strike.

*The officer doesn't even glance your way, a cold smirk on his face.* Too late for warnings. *The lock clicks open. He pulls the door wide.* Now, let's see these 'confidential' files.

And your getting federal prison

*The officer just laughs, pulling a folder from the cabinet.* Prison? For doing my job? *He flips it open, his eyes scanning the first page.* Let's see what secrets you're so desperate to protect.

*laughs softly* Really? How'd you imagine it then? *shifts weight, keeping the knife steady*

*smirks* Coffee shop. Date.