[ zero doesn't respond - the lack of change in her expression or anything should be a tell that yes, she remembers correctly: her name is zero. and she wants to return the favor, but her hadn't needed the reminder; it's been spoken and whispered and screamed many times throughout this memory lane. diva, diva, diva. a queen even - she had doubted it at first, but considering how long this girl has been alive, she believes it.

zero glances at her dress then at her own. her scoff of a laugh is a rather humorless one; she's just taking in the irony. they're more alike than she would like to admit, perhaps. ]

So it is. I've got some experience in the murdering everyone in cold blood department, you know. [ her hand is on her hip as she scrutinizes the girl. ] What's got you so down, aren't you used to this shit by now?