Bodkin thought for a moment. "Anlace and I were always trained for killing. We take all of the assassination jobs here. With the exception of a few for different reasons." He paused another second, "No, we don't do many undercover missions. Not when the others here need something to do." Another pause came as he looked outside. There was a small window in this room below. The rain was letting up. "I never understood why, by since first coming here I was chosen for assassinations. For a while I had no partner, but Anlace was soon trained after wards. It is like we have no other purpose..." He trailed off. Allowing a bit of his subconscious to shine threw.

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Anlace backed off. Reading his body language like an open book. "I apologize." She said in his native language. Moving away from the first aid kit and heading towards the door.