[It may be rude, but there's not much indication that Ninety-Nine takes offense to it. There are parts of her that were made to be tools of destruction.]

No. [It's almost imperceptible down here, but a pained line creases her forehead as if she's doubting her own words. Can she really say that with such certainty? Her breathing becomes a bit heavier as she continues to speak.] But whatever was "before," I don't remember that much. It was dark, and I was alone. In that place. Parma - the lab.