Truthfully... Honesty Is The Best Policy After All.

You give the girl a serious look pondering a moment before answering saying, "Yes... I am afraid of you. No amount of false bravado can hide that and I believe you know this. I wish I could say that I could crush you easily without breaking a sweat but the look in your eyes tells me you are an experienced killer who already knows every single weak point on my body including my new augmentations just from a quick glance. What heightens my fear of you more is the fact that you are non-existent, all databases including the black market records have no trace of you whatsoever. You are a mystery, an enigma... The very definition of the unknown made flesh. Even with the greatest of augmentations installed on me that are the latest in technological advancement I know deep down you could kill me before I even realized it. Your body on its own is a testament to how dangerous you are in combat, forged from years of intense training that only a master fighter could hope to possess. But you're not just a brute you are also an intellectual, those light grey colored eyes of yours hold bountiful amounts of knowledge that could rival that of even the greatest of strategists." Your serious look drops and is replaced by a genuine smile as you continue speaking to her saying, "Knowing all this to be true the funny thing though to me about this situation is that I'm not sure yet if you are here to kill me or not. Obviously I would prefer the latter but we both know my opinion doesn't matter in this, so again I ask... Who are you and why are you here?" She looks into your eyes, staring into your very soul.