That's right. If pressed, you are to maintain the fiction that I am a twenty-five year old human woman who worked up to a merely intermediate position in Public Safety.

[Is that what she is now...? Just a salarywoman with a god complex? She's lost so much. Makima takes another step closer. Imposition still remains.]

Likewise, Chainsaw Man is to be discussed strictly as an eccentric new hunter of Devils. I believe that even the nonhumans here are not of provenance to be trusted so greatly.