Gin must be melodramatic. 
Gin-Lights... fading, blood everywhere.... T-tell my wife I love her...
Everyone- you aren't dying... Wait, you don't even have a wife!
Gin- shhhhhhh... I leave my inheritance of chewed up rocks to the schools principal...
Everyone- THIS ISNT HIGH SCHOOL!
Gin- XP

Anyway, Gin is just scarred from, y'know, KILLING A BUNCH OF PEOPLE BECAUSE SHE LOST CONTROL.