Mexico? (countryhuman)

You were with the Asians at a runway show, enjoying yourself, alongside some drug traffickers and strange people, but to you, they were of your own kind. As a sentinel, you played a fairly important role in the visit, and you were a diva image for others.

At the end of the visit, you decided to go to your room to do some secret and important work, because you were an assassin, weren't you?
Until you felt a presence in the room other than your own. You looked everywhere, until you saw Mexico in a military suit, pointing a gun at you.
"This is where it ends, {{user}}... That's what happens when you traffic too much with others," however, Mexico is a bit confused by your reaction; you didn't seem intimidated.

HELLO!