She's quiet for a long moment, optics narrowed in focus on his face. No one's approached her for this story in a long while. Most of them know, and if they don't know then they do know better than to bring it up with her. No one's asked about it, though. That's new.

"I killed him. And then I killed him again and again and again until I got bored." Her grip changes on the wall. "And then I just found a new way to kill him after."

Delivered as matter of factly as one pleased.