Predators Wake Up Early

Brünhild listened to Angelo's words as she stretched her abdominal muscles and wondered, how many sad fates the man had encountered during his career. Surely countless, of that Brünhild was sure. It took great mental strength to be able to continue as a police officer. Brünhild respected officer Genovese, as a person and a possible opponent.
"Sorrow and conflict are things embedded in the nature of most things, it's near impossible to escape them. But I'm sure I do not need to tell you that."
Brünhild smiled slightly and leaned her head to the side, beginning to stretch her neck for a bit.
"The island has done many things for me though I have been here for roughly a month. It has opened my eyes in many aspects. Even if I was the one who found it, not other way around."

Brünhild was curious about officer Genovese, but she really did not wish to start prying open anything that may not be ready to be opened. Officer Genovese was more or less mentally stable and had himself together, that much Brünhild could gather. But earlier when he had spoken she had had the feeling he was talking from personal experience.
"Officer Genovese, if you do not mind me asking, was there any particular motivation for you to become a police officer?"
Brünhild recconed this was a harmless enough question, slightly personal but not too much.

Brünhild was slightly confused as to why officer Genovese reacted to her words like he did. Brünhild had found the island through thorough research and multiple connections. She had not wanted to break the Veil and draw attention to herself. Along the years Brünhild had been able to keep herself clean of ny charges and came to the island with a clean slate, at least in law's eyes.

Brünhild had a vivid imagination when it came to "messed up stuff", and many images went through her head as officer Genovese explained his career choice. She had to hold most of them back or otherwise she couldn't have been able to concentrate on his words.
Brünhild was not surprised at the fact that officer Genovese was not a "clean" individual, so to say. Surprisingly few on this island were. He was probably that good of a cop thanks to that fact. And Brünhild could relate to the man's story, surprisingly much. Though in her case Brünhild had not yet reached the point, where she could leave all the messed up stuff she had done behind. But Brünhild, when she would get her work done, wanted to help people. Save lives instead of taking them.
Brünhild wondered what that particular "other side" had been for Angelo.
"I understand that, the need to aid others. It's part of the reason I started working at Blackthorn. It's a place where I can utilize my skills in order to help."
Brünhild, in all honesty, looked up to the job of a police officer, even wished to be one. But she couldn't become one. Probably never. And she had accepted that. Not because she had been the enemy of the law for too long. Angelo had proved that was not an obstacle. But because she didn't have time. Brünhild was going to lose her place on this island soon enough.
"But stepping off the path you have treaded for a long time takes more courage than many believe. Even if it's just going to the "opposite side"."
Brünhild had a knowing tone, that hinted that she was talking from personal experience.

Brünhild froze while doing a stretch as she listened to Angelo's answer, fascinated by this new insight. He was right, naturally. Brünhild, a long time ago, had the chance to escape, to be saved. But at the time, despite being a child, had not taken it. Couldn't have taken it. Because it would've required the sacrifice of all those that had suffered alongside her.
Brünhild had a contemplative look in her eyes as she carefully straightened, pondering Angelo's words. She agreed, of course, and nodded. But...she somehow had the look like there was something left unsaid.
"I believe you are right. Few children have the means to rescue themselves, even if they have the courage. What the scouts do, the academy does, is irreplacable. Even if all cannot be saved."
Brünhild and her comrades hadn't been saved. So they had saved themselves, just like Angelo said.
"It must be insolent to say this, but I am relieved. That a person such as you was among the saved."

Brünhild blinked at Angelo's reaction, which was laughter. She could tell the laughter wasn't meant as an insult but it confused Brünhild nevertheless. Had she said something amusing? Brünhild had trouble understanding humour from time to time.
"I suppose the definition of special ranges from person to person. Some say all people are special in their own way. I think I heard it in a cartoon show."
Brünhild shrugged a bit. The comment about a cartoon show was partly a joke, but she had actually heard those particular words in a morning cartoon when she had been skimming the channels.
Brünhild was slightly curious about how different Angelo was talking about but that would've been way too personal of a question to ask.

Brünhild nodded, when Angelo asked his question.
"Yes. I had traveled the world for some decades when I heard of Manta Carlos. It took a bit of research but eventually I was able to find this island. It was worth the trouble."

Brünhild was surprised by this sudden praise, and rubbed her neck a bit before starting to stretch her sides, feeling slightly flustered. Brünhild did not think of her abilities as anything special, she had not earned them as they had been forced on her. And tracking things down was what a predator did, what Brünhild had been designed to do.
"Thank you, but it's nothing that impressive, really. I merely did what I do best."
Brünhild was a humble individual, and preferred to avoid being in the spotlight. So she wasn't used to receiving compliments, especially from someone she considered socially in a higher standing than her.
"And it helped I was, in a way, part of the supernatural community, since I have been biologically engineered."