Cammy likewise was flustered at Voile's kind words, slightly dipping her head and averting her gaze with a sheepish smile on her face. It was nowhere near the first time she had been complimented on her looks, but with such an earnest tone it still managed to come as a surprise. She wondered if the huge scar over her cheek was really as big as she felt it was, if people continued to overlook it. And when it came to things deeper than that...

She hadn't always been this way. There was a time before Smash, and there was a time before Delta Red. She had been a remorseless assassin once, with no different a reaction to killing an innocent man to making breakfast in the morning.

But that was in the past. And Voile didn't know anything about it. If Cammy had any say, no one at this school would ever know anything about it. She met the Gardevoir's eyes again.

"I should be saying the same to you!"