"Yeah, I wouldn't be going after you," she said, snickering. "You're what's considered 'small fry' stuff. I'm talking about, you know, drug dealers, wanted killers, yes men to the big bad that makes people under him go splat when he sees fit. You sound like the person that I would be allied with, not against."

Funny thing was, she was technically doing what had come naturally in her world.