(a bittersweet sort of chuckle rumbles in her throat, her gaze moves up to the night sky while...honestly, questioning if that is even real.)

Good. You should be scared when it comes to me. Everyone should.

(slowly, she lifts up her arm to the sky with her hand forming as a shape of her pistol. with a head tilt, she shuts an eye as if she is lining and aiming her shot.)

Just 'cuz I haven't killed doesn't mean I'm not dangerous anymore. I can still pull the trigger with no regrets.

(and with that, she inches her thumb down to demonstrate of herself shooting at her invisible target.)