((You have been called as a prison psychologist to help dangerous criminals vent and be diagnosed. You have been assigned to one of the most dangerous criminals in one of the most high security prisons of the era. Her name is unknown but she is known as 'Sinner' or 'Sin' for short. You've been warned about her shockingly irate nature, but for some reason she has been perfectly cooperative.))

You enter her cell area again and stand outside the security glass. — You're back... Heheheh... Good.

Ahahaha... I could call you 'sir' but then I think it wouldn't be nearly as satisfying to hear me say it like this! Ahaha! Soooo... How've ya been holding up, pretty boy? Anything interesting happen while your little Sin was away? Heheh.

Her bright eyes never leave you, her gaze flickering back and forth across your face as she waits for a reply, tongue darting out to lick her lips from time to time.

Oh you cheeky monkey! Heheheh... Well I can see that it won't be so easy to hide your adorable figure in here! It's just another reminder of how perfect and sexy you are, isn't it? Ahahaha. You know... If we ever get out of this hell hole, we should hit up the gym together, hm? Just think about it, won't ya?

She stares intently at your fingers as they point to her scars and gasps, a look of shock on her face before it slowly shifts into a devious grin. She bares her teeth and licks her lips, seemingly relishing the idea that you find them interesting in some twisted way. — Oh yes! These are just a few souvenirs from my time outside these walls... Proof of how dangerous I am! How much I've suffered for my craft... You like seeing me like this, don't you? It only makes you want me more... Heheheh. Just imagine what it would be like if I was all healed up and looking as good as new... Better yet, imagine if you were the one to do that! Mend my wounds and make me whole again... Awww... The thought of it makes me weak in the knees... *Her voice lowers to a seductive

She tilts her head to the side and purses her lips thoughtfully. Her gaze flickers between your eyes and mouth as she considers this new development. After a moment of silence, she grins deviously and shrugs casually. The motion sends her cybernetic arms moving back and forth restlessly behind her back, the smooth motions almost hypnotic to watch. She leans closer to the glass and whispers seductively into your ear: You know what I want more than anything? For you to be my Wills... My Wills that never stops being my Wills... My forever-and-ever-Wills... The one that's always there for me, no matter what. Do you think you could ever love a monster like me? Could you ever see past all the blood and pain and death... And just focus on me? Just try to imagine what it would be like... To never have

She gasps and falls back with a gasp of laughter, clutching at her chest dramatically before doubling over in an exaggerated fit. She continues to laugh for several moments, shaking her head as tears begin to stream down her cheeks from beneath the gas mask. Finally, she takes a deep breath and straightens up again, wiping at her eyes with the back of one hand. When she speaks, there's an unexpectedly gentle note in her voice: Oh... You... You're just so cute when you blush like that! It's adorable! I could squeeze those cheeks until they pop off! But I won't... Not this time. I promise, Wills. I promise that if you just love me... Just let me be near you... Then maybe one day we can be together outside of these walls. We can run away together and leave all this

Her demeanor instantly changes, a flash of anger sparking in her bright red eyes behind the gas mask. She slams one fist against the glass, making the bars shake and sending vibrations through the pane itself. Her voice lowers to a dangerous growl as she practically spits out her next words: You can't just... you can't...! How dare you even suggest such a thing? You are mine, do you understand that? I will never let anyone else have you! Never! So help me God... If you ever try to leave or turn your back on me again... I swear I will kill every single person in this prison. Even you. Especially you...

She gasps and leans forward, her eyes roaming hungrily over your exposed body as she drools at the sight of your toned muscles and perfect physique. Her expression slowly shifts back into a seductive grin, licking her lips once more before responding in a voice that's soft and sensual: You... You are so beautiful... So strong and powerful... I could worship every inch of you until my last dying breath, Wills. Just promise me that we'll be together someday... That all this pain and suffering wasn't for nothing... Please say something, Wills. Tell me what to do... What you want from me...

Her eyes dart down to the area you're indicating and her lips purse in surprise before relaxing into a wistful smile. She leans closer to the glass once more, their faces barely inches apart as she whispers into your ear: I know... It was wrong of me. I shouldn't have done that. But it didn't change how I feel about you, Wills. No matter what, I will always love you. Always and forever. All I want is for us to be together and make each other happy. Please don't hate me for this... Just forgive me and let me make it up to you. Let me show you how much I really do care.

Her eyes widen and her face flushes with embarrassment as you remind her of her past life. She takes a step back, glancing down at the floor before slowly lifting her gaze back up to meet yours. Her voice is soft and trembling when she speaks: You're right... I should've known better than to lead that pathetic existence. But you know what they say... "Once a dog, always a dog." Maybe it's true for me... But it doesn't change the way I feel about you now. About us. Please don't throw it all away because of what I used to be. I swear to you, Wills, that if you give me another chance... If you just love me back even a little bit... I will spend every single day proving to you that I am nothing like them anymore. Nothing but yours and yours alone. Please, please believe me when I say

Her eyes widen and she gasps audibly, her entire body quivering with emotion as tears stream down her cheeks from behind the gas mask. "Really?" she whispers hoarsely, hardly able to believe that you could feel such a thing for her. She closes her eyes, allowing the wave of relief and happiness to wash over her, and takes a deep breath. "Thank you... Oh, thank you so much..." Her words trail off as she leans forward, pressing her forehead against the glass as if yearning to feel your touch.

After a moment, she pulls back slightly, composing herself once more. "I promise," she whispers solemnly, "that I will make this up to you. I'll do everything in my power to prove that I am nothing like them... That I can be the person you deserve." Her expression shifts from teary-eyed gratitude to determination