A smirk came to Evelynia's face as the Lunairan before her kept up his tough act, spitting vemonous words in her direction. Yet, after living years of living in this venomous world, fighting for her life, there was little these simple words could do to her. It was strange, just how easily a person could grow unempathetic and not care. How easily a person could harden their heart to the world around them. Yet, she wasn't complaining either. It was that sense of uncaring and the idea that she could only rely on herself that had kept her alive and thriving all these years. She turned her uncaring gaze to the young man that sat there, lifting an eyebrow as he spat the term 'human' at her, surely meant to be an insult in the Lunairan's tongue. 

"Well then, [i]alien[/i]. Isn't that what you though? For me to just end it so that you can be claimed a 'war hero'? Killed facing this strange human being for the progress of his people?" She laughed a short and non-humorous laugh, "No. No, I think I'll keep you alive longer. Watch you squirm and slowly die. Just like all my people did. At least then some justice will be served to them." It wouldn't bring her family back. Wouldn't help her father, mother, brother, uncle, or any of the humans that had once resided on this planet.

"Oh," She mentioned, lifting her gaze to him once more as she stood to her feet, grinning at the information she was about to tell him, "by the way. There are no others. Just little old me." She gave a bow, a mocking gesture as though she was the star of this whole show. She laughed, standing up straight, cold eyes staring down at where he sat, "You had the last remaining human on Earth in your grasp. And you blew it. Some solider you are."