Silence reached for a tourniquet but instead saw it, a red hair floating from above, she gulped nervously and put the scalpel down, slowly, shakily her head turned upwards towards the ceiling and she froze her pupils as small as pinpricks. There was the assassin, smiling at her. she shook her head slowly, her eyes misting up, silently pleading him to have mercy, she slipped the mask from her face, 'please just stop' she mouthed 'he's been through enough'. Slowly her hand reached for the scalpel and she started to cut again, more shakily this time, her Gand shuddering slightly.