You're wrong. Sometimes games are impersonal, and you can kill someone and walk away and never look back.

But sometimes it is personal, even if it's a game. Sometimes you think you have everything under control, even when you're tearing their neck out with your teeth, but afterwards... you regret it. It lingers with you worse than any injury could. Do you think you can tell going in, which it is?

[Moves her machete to a defensive position, level with her chest.]

I can't. Which means there's only one way to know.