He raises his brow at her when she reacts the way she does, knowing that he can't keep his past a secret. He also doesn't want to be this far when they talk. Holding onto one of the eaves, Cougar gracefully slides down and drops from the roof to the ground, where he can be face to face as he talks to her. "I'm a sniper," he says, calmly and evenly. To him, death and murder are two different things. Murder doesn't come from orders. Murder is what happens in Bolivia when you put children before yourself and see twenty-five futures go up in flames. It's taking out a former teammate because you have no other choice.

"If you don't accept that it happens to everyone, you go crazy," he says, his eyes glinting as intense as ever. "I know."