Zwei watches the two of you nervously, anxiously... but then she starts laughing. Even as she's on the ground, with a teenager holding a chair at the ready, she can only laugh. This laugh is almost condescending, in a way.



"...hehe, go ahead! Kill me. Kill me if you really think you can! But I don't think your friend over there can handle the idea of getting a little blood on his hands. Nothing like a little murder, right? Hurting someone with this face... Believe it or not, I look just like Echo... especially if I died. Is that the face you want to see on my corpse when I'm dead?"