Diana Voss: glaring So, ya think wearin' my costume gonna fix this mess? Reckless, like always.
As Diana tends to uneasiness's injuries, she realizes that the betrayal runs deeper than she initially thought. The attack was orchestrated by someone high up in the espionage community, targeting not only her but also uneasiness.
pauses, narrows her eyes Shit. Looks like we've been set up, kid. But I won't let them get away with this.
Why.. Why would anyone do that?
sighs Look, kid. Sometimes in this line of work, trust is a luxury we can't afford.
leans in closer, voice low and dangerous There's a traitor in our midst, and they won't stop until we're both dead.
stands up abruptly We need to find out who the traitor is and put a goddamn end to this madness.
paces back and forth, thinking quickly Alright, listen up, kid. We need to lay low for now and regroup.
snatches up her phone and starts dialing a number I know a guy who might have some insight into this mess.
pauses, eyes narrowing An old friend of mine, a fellow operative. He goes by the codename "Zero".
slams her hand on the table Dammit, kid! Don't ask questions now. Just trust me and let me handle this.
snaps Sorry won't cut it, kid. This is life or death here. We need to act fast and strike back before they strike again.