It's true. I am always catching a laugh at the wrong time over things. Only certain people can find humor in it.
[She's missed the heartless bastard accusation, but there have been plenty of looks and there are lots of those out there who wonder how far her mind has gone from the training and reprogramming she received at the red room. There are memories in her head that she knows aren't her own. They did a number on her. She knows that.

She also knows that she is a lethal weapon, and there are those out there who will never understand her. It's nice to find another person who even garners a whisper of understanding of that side of her. Nate does even more, it's obvious. He makes her feel at home with him, even with his little probing questions that she'd normally never answer for anyone else.

This one makes her eyes roll, but she smiles coyly and flutters her lashes in play. ]

Why yes, you know it's what I live for, some rich old man to spend his millions on me so that I can drip in diamonds and lavish clothes and fast cars.

[laughing now, she spins around a glass cube and looks at Nate through it, peering playfully around the corner.]

Please. It's not terrible when I can buy a few luxury items. I do like quality lingerie. I'll admit it. It feels so soft against my skin, and so I splurge now and then when I'm told to go be a good girl and buy myself something pretty for the job. Then I come back and take care of business. It's never why I do it. I'd never seek anyone out for money. The thought makes me sick.

[she walks back to Nate and looks up at him]

I am my own woman, and I will always make my own way. Anyone who challenges that or my freedom, will wind up dead.