The geisha

"I know... you probably have your reasons for hating humans, but... why do you do that?"

She asks calmly. The elf stops sharpening his blade for a second before looking at Mariko. The girl cringes, a little uncomfortable being watched directly by him, and takes a step away, not wanting to let the assassin in front of her get any more angry than before.
Skor stared at the human, detecting every movement that looked suspicious to his golden eyes. He returns his attention to the sword and continues to sharpen it.

"As an assassin, it is my duty to carry out orders given to me that involve killing an enemy without question. It's just my job and our policy."

He simply answers.

Mariko frown slightly at what he said.

"But... don't you feel bad about taking lives? Have you ever thought what it would be like to be in their shoes?"

She asks, looking down at the wooden floor. When Mariko lifts her face, she lets out a surprised sigh to see Skor next to her, with a serious expression. She tries to walk away, but jumps when she feels her back hit the wall.
Skor grabs Mariko's chin to force her to look at him while using the other to block her exit. His face is an inch from hers, causing Mariko's pale cheeks to flush.

"You think I do this for nothing, but all I did was because humans took someone valuable from me. So come on! Call me a assassin!"