"I never knew the leader of the Scarlet Riders had a car," Mark joked.
Indeed, Remilia had a car. An Audi painted dark red, decorated only with a single bumper sticker that showed a crosshair and a motorcycle.
"Personally, I don't like riding motorcycles," was the response by Remilia.
After poking around in the car a bit, Mark pulled up a enlarged cardboard figure of Nero, slashed and hacked, but intact. "I see, you don't like Nero much, do you?"
Without turning, Remilia replied, with an overly controlled tone, "What business is it of yours?"
"Nothing", Mark said while inspecting the figure. "But jeez, how badly do you hate him?"
Remilia took a breath. "Ah, this is obviously not a comfortable subject for her," Mark noted.
"He...killed someone...close to me," Remilia managed to say. For a second, it looked as if she would either cry or stab Mark with a knife. But then, she wordlessly turned to the wheel, and neither of them said anything else.