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Su-Min gave him a warm, sidelong glance, and though she talked about it she didn't seem to brag, "I'm only 25. One of the youngest in the N.S.P.A probably. I was promoted two times before being promoted to D.U.S.K. But I think..." she pursed her lips, "I think this is too much for me. I'm under qualified. I could've died yesterday, all because people didn't do their jobs properly, because they didn't care...."

She gave Amen a hard, serious look, "And that's the thing, I don't think they care. Didn't you hear Dikshil and Laszlo? They could've gotten G.H.S.T! Ghost! This was a situation that warranted the second best task force, a situation that even G.H.S.T Captain James Kyo couldn't handle and yet all the Commissioner did was order us three for backup. You said it yourself, D.U.S.K died! They all died. This isn't a promotion it's a...a death wish," Su paused, her hands shaking slightly, "My life matters, more than they think it does. So does yours, Mr. De Silva. I think I'm going to quit."