I suppose I am a bit. But after all, that's just what the modern woman does, Bertie. Goes to the gym, keeps herself looking nice and fit for her boyfriend... [Turns into a ninja assassin! It could happen to anyone!]

Why I do bad things? [Ana's lip wibbled a bit, and she looked down, letting her hair fall over her face. Her voice wavered slightly.] Have I done bad things, Bertie? I mean things that are that bad?