"Was it John Seed?" It could be anyone. It could have been in any domain. Even knowing who caused it won't help; Lark can't do anything about it except for this.
What he really wants is just to keep Trevor talking so he has something to listen to while he works.
"Well, if you feel like evening the score..." Lark won't stop him. "I already told Tim to shake your hand if you do. I know I should be encouraging forgiveness but, frankly, that shit doesn't work in wolf packs and it might work here but I don't have it in me."
"Truth be told, I really just want to deck him across the face a few times." He shrugs a little, and starts to stand up, carefully.
"I don't kill people who don't kill, and this wasn't killing." He gestures to himself. "And I don't....that was torture. Hunters aren't supposed to torture. Plus, if I kill the rotten little bastard, he gets to feel like he's the victim. I think if I make him think he's going to be tortured, that's much better. Or worse."
A happy little shrug.
"Whatever. He's a fuck-off monster and I'm going to burn down everything he loves. It's fine."
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What he really wants is just to keep Trevor talking so he has something to listen to while he works.
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He sounds weirdly proud of himself.
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"I don't kill people who don't kill, and this wasn't killing." He gestures to himself. "And I don't....that was torture. Hunters aren't supposed to torture. Plus, if I kill the rotten little bastard, he gets to feel like he's the victim. I think if I make him think he's going to be tortured, that's much better. Or worse."
A happy little shrug.
"Whatever. He's a fuck-off monster and I'm going to burn down everything he loves. It's fine."
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"Well, keep me in the loop anyway."
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"You're a man among wolves, Lark."
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"Heard you the first time. Fucking mother wolf."