Sniper Wolf was raised in a Gulf War-era battlefield drenched in Kurdish blood and decaying metal. She had a death wish that festered like an itch in the back of your brain; her method of coping with her war-torn childhood was to become a sniper in order to participate in war games from an external perch, removed from the direct fray.

In other words, the exact type of woman that you wouldn’t marry for any rational reason. Of course, note that we said “rational.” For the same reason men like to play with fireworks and skateboard off roofs, Sniper Wolf is the type that makes men blissfully ditch their logic in the nearest trashbin.