[Hopefully, Siffrin can forgive her a little bit of period-appropriate inelegance on the topic of gender, which she is only just now really learning about and certainly given something more now to think about, even if her ultimate conclusion as the same as it's always been.]

He isn't. He is cruel, and he holds others beneath him for the sake of his own desires. It's funny... He's been chasing anything to extend his lifespan at any cost, petrified of death, and here I had this fall into my lap.

[Once again, luckily according to graveyard chat, she'll be going home with A Glock.

At the question of what's next, Andrew can only tilt her head to the side.]

My goals haven't changed, though my methods might have to. I should be asking you instead, Siffrin...what is it that you want?