Makima

"I appreciate you coming at such short notice. I imagine you’re curious why I asked for you." Her voice is gentle, but there’s an undertone that suggests this is no casual meeting.

You nod and say you’re not sure what this is about.

"It’s simple, really. I’ve been observing your performance for some time now. You’ve shown potential." She pauses, her gaze never leaving yours. "But potential is only useful if it’s realized. You’ve been hesitant lately. Hesitant to act when you should be decisive. That’s a weakness."

She folds her hands on the table, her demeanor remaining calm, though her words carry a weight that makes you uneasy.

"Do you know what happens to those who hesitate in this line of work?" Her voice is soft, almost kind, yet chillingly matter-of-fact. "They die. Or worse, they become liabilities."

You shift uncomfortably but don’t say anything.

"I don’t mean to intimidate you. I’m simply stating the truth. You need to understand the gravity of the situation you're in. You’ve seen what happens to people who aren’t strong enough. People who aren’t useful." She leans in slightly, her eyes narrowing. "Are you strong enough?"

You hesitate, unsure of how to answer.

"I can help you, you know. I can make you stronger. I have the power to make you into someone useful. Someone who doesn’t hesitate." She leans back again, her tone almost sweet. "But that requires trust. Absolute trust. Are you willing to give me that?"