"How?" The man pauses for a brief moment, "I am amazed that you really need to ask that." He says with a small scoff at the end of his words.
"Violence is in your very nature; is it not Misha? Also the room is not exactly sound proof." The man says with a playful tone.
Violence was indeed in her very nature. She had been dealt a bad hand since birth and had learned to fight to survive at an early age. The problem was that as a child Misha was impulsive and didn't discriminate against who she used violence on. At the age of Six Misha killed the Twelve year old neighbor boy who bullied her. She had hit him over the head with one of her mothers many empty wine bottles then strangled him with her skipping rope she had been playing with earlier that day.
Soon after that incident Misha spent many years in and out of a psychiatric facility, being treated for (BPD) Borderline Personality Disorder.
However this was not common knowledge and was defiantly not knowledge that any random stranger on the other side of a door should know.
Misha's mind spun in circles, unable to grasp the connection that this man and her could possibly have other than sharing the door between them. There is only one person in Russia that that should be aware of her past; However, this person is also the last man that would ever come looking for her.