She really did love his spirit. It made her work so much more rewarding when they fought so desperately.

"Don't be silly. I'll be the one doing the killing today." She said it in a detached sort of way, as if it was any simple, normal procedure. She had left his side to gather his tools and let the solution do it's job, but soon enough she was by his side once more. Without warning, she tore his shirt open and let the buttons fall to the floor. She eyed the spot where she was about to make the incision, and then his face.

"Who does your heart beat for, Hawk? Could it be Miss Izumi?"