[Oh... She nods slowly.]

Its... strange, isn't it? How something as simple as thinking "I must make the world safe" can distort things into something dark and twisted.

[A hand raises to her chin and she looks around for a place for the two of them to sit. Seeing a small bench tucked toward the middle of the observation bay, she points it out to Hunk.]

I would very much like you to continue the story, but wouldn't you like to sit? I also don't think we ever got around to introducing each other.

[Her expression softens ever so slightly.] I can start, if it helps. My name is Makoto Niijima.