It was a full moon and the night seemed even more somber.
"It was beautiful. You had me dancing like some lap dog for ten whole years and I haven't got the slightest clue."
Yor had a complicated expression on her face as she stared at her 'comrade' lying on a pool of blood.
"Stop talking… Enji."
Enji stared with an amused and bewildered expression.
"Normally I would've mistaken your words for concern… only except for the fact that you really do want me to stop talking, hence the pool of blood I'm lying in."
Usually she would smack him for being creatively irritating, but this time she remained quiet.
"Why the long face? It's not like you've killed anyone yet?"
Yor can only look at the ground in shame.
"Hey are you crying? Seriously? I got backstabbed by someone I knew for 10 years and you're the one crying?"
"I'm sorry, Enji. No excuse can ever justify what I…"
"They have your parents, I know. I started to make small mistakes during missions and I saw it as a good opportunity to retire early. They gave me one last psychotic mission before letting me go to tire me out."
Yor was surprised. He knew what was going on, but if he did…
"Then… if you knew someone would be out to get you-
"Because it was you."
"What..?"
"Haah. I may have portrayed myself as selfish and ruthless all this time but in the end I'm human too. Even the best of assassins, killers, or whatever profession trained to hold our emotions would eventually fall prey to the very thing they were trained to resist."
"So in that moment, Enji you…"
"You know it leaves a bad taste in my mouth, exposing myself before going out."
"…"
"Hey, I chose this. Sure I would've killed you if you were somebody else but you weren't. I don't have anybody I should live for and retiring would eventually make me commit suicide out of boredom."
Yor started tearing up.
"I'm crying?"
"Wipe that snot off and grab something on my left pocket."
Yor shakily made her way towards her soon to be dead comrade Enji and reached for his pockets.
"An address? What's this?"
"If you can kill me then some goons would be nothing to you."
Her mind raced for an answer and can only come up with one silly rationale.
"Enji is this…?"
However by the time she looked again, Enji was already wearing a smile with his eyes closed.