Scott
Scott slammed his foot into the ground, the concrete shattering in the wake of the impact. "Once again, with your assailent, you were able to beat him, feel the thrill of victory, even with your great loss. I was helpless! Once again, the only thing that seperates you and I is you being a woman and being more powerful. Thats it!"
He paused, looking down at the shattered concrete. In this moment, he realized it was an apt metaphor for his composure. He was supposed to be in control but this woman riled something within him. The damn pretentious... ugh!
He turned to her, glared and said, "You kill for others! No you kill for the people in front of you. I kill for others, the people connected to an entire organization, my peers, their families, the a society that is counting on me to take their sins!"
Finally taking a deep breath, he swallowed his pride for a moment, the mere thought felt like swallowing his heart and barfing it back up. "You will make a great spy, one of the best. The life of the spy is one of desperation, the will to take on the darkness of the world onto yourself and give your life to it. We are the dark heroes of our districts. You don't have to be honest if your scary. This isn't the movies."