The memories and images that flashed in her mind were impossible to follow. He moved too quickly through the individual cells of her battered brain. It was for the best that she couldn't focus too long on any of them. Many of them had been terrible. Every bloody, disgusting interrogation she'd ever conducted was locked away inside. How he could see the very worst of her crimes and never hesitate to smile at her or try to convince her she wasn't without hope was incredible. She was positive she wouldn't have enough faith in humanity to do the same to someone with as much blood on their hands.