Scarlett Glenn just wanted Ethan Herd to get the hell out of here as soon as possible, she didn't have much time to waste on talking with him.
Not everyone was like him, owning everything, controlling everything, and fearing nothing. Everything he had was what Scarlett Glenn didn't have. Her strength was feeble, and not long ago, just surviving was a luxury for her.
Scarlett Glenn raised her chin and sneered, "If you want to fuck, then do it quickly; if you want to kill, then just do it. If you don't plan to do anything, just get the hell out. You've got nothing to do, but I've got lots of shit to deal with and no time to waste with you."
Ethan narrowed his eyes, "Alright, since you're in such a hurry, let's begin."
(Skipping one thousand words here... Various ways, various imaginations.)
An hour passed, and Scarlett Glenn was soaked in sweat from head to toe, with no strength left.
From the beginning to the end, her eyes never shed any tears.