[Laughing? Vidana, he's been murdered twice by serial killers at this point. He's not joking. He stares at her, face completely blank.]

After Damian went home, to a happy life thank any gods out there, I started sleeping with a housemate. He was basically the one that took me out drinking when I lost my boyfriend. Months later he choked the life out of me. While I was trying to protect other people from him, not that I knew it was him doing it. I died, looking him in the eye. Yes, I'm serious. That would didn't let use stay dead either. So I got to wake up, days later, knowing how he'd betrayed me.

I don't sleep with people I don't know and trust with my life. Not anymore.