She continued soaking in the physical and spiritual warmth from Mark's steady presence.

"You really mean that, don't you?"

"We're just getting to know each other, but if you'd come to me bragging about your first kill, my next stop would have been Mister Waverly's office to tell him I couldn't work with you and why."

Mark held her a little tighter.

"You will kill again. I will kill again. Difference is, we kill in defense - sometimes of ourselves, sometimes of others. But we're the good guys. We don't kill for pleasure."