She fanned a hand at him as if she's heard it all before, shaking her head. "The MND has received three budget cuts in the last two years and has required at least a 200% increase in its activity demands to ensure the safety of the federal republic. I loved living in my liner before we signed up for a nightmare to fight against, but then it all seemed pointless, we had it all... Then what?" She placed her hand down and gave a look to him as she picked up her glass of water, gently placing it to her lips and sipping it. "Mmm~" even the movement of her throat seemed natural. "Cold... Now I know we do all the bad things and it's nice of you to remind us that we're seen as these big bad spooky boogie-monster. But unfortunately we don't let the news catch wind of what we really do... We're soldiers to be forgotten as we're handed jobs no one else can do, and the only time publicity gets out is when people speculate the bad from our actions... People are scared of us, and even if we don't like it, we don't expect it to change and we never have done." She didn't like when she felt as if nothing was getting through, humans were hard to understand but even for herself she had to see how and why it was a crucial element. "I think I get it... Faith. I want to be disappointed in you but I keep trying my best to find and understanding. Imagine if you had to go back to whomever you're hiding with and saying that we're trustworthy, I'd imagine it would just feel like a detrimental stab to everything you stood for while you held the flag of the Winterstandarmee. But at this point a lot of us are even ready to throw away things we thought were true because the conditions have changed, we improvise, we adapt."
She had some more documents in her hand and didn't know if this conversation was worth revealing its contents to him. Trust is a lot to ask for when you're two ends of a string that are almost tied as a loop for the situation it was made for. "You act like we don't try to keep the balance of the state in play. We try, but there is a skillful balance to being the Agency of the state who keeps their senators in check for the massive amounts of bribes they get from third-parties, to then actually become the string-pulling authoritarian regime master that you make us out to be. The former would get our budget cut by the Bundestag into non-existence to a possible dissolving of our agencies and the latter would be too much of a vulnerability for a corruptible figure to take position and knock Rheinland down like a wrecking ball to a house of cards." She dug her hand into her pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes and flipped open the lid, also taking out a metal flip lighter. "Smoke...?" She held out the pack for him to choose from the half-filled pack of menthol tabs, she stared at the pack rather than Klugmann as he probably felt as if her halo-pupils were not the most comfortable thing to be looked at.