[Cissie shrugs, lowering her arrow because she's not going to shoot while they have this particular conversation.]

To be fair, I was kind of young when I started. Sixteen when I quit. That line between hero and villain? It's an even thinner line when you carry weapons. There's no real grey area where I'm from, between right and wrong, not when you wear a mask.

[She looks up at him with a wry, sharp quirk of a smile.]

It turns out I'm not good at being objective when bad things happen to people I care about.