"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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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."