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Silence was not a thing that bothered the man in the slightest. He had never truly understood why so many grew so uncomfortable in perfect stillness. Though it was a technique he had used to his advantage at times. Interrogations did not always need to be violent. Mind games could be just as, if not more, effective. When faced with silence, some people felt the need to fill it up. The vigilante would not give those creatures the comfort of speaking and so they would ramble and say things they would not normally say just to keep themselves from getting too scared. It didn't work though. Every panicked word that was spoken by such people oozed with fear. But that was his job. To turn fear against those that did wrong.
The way her next "question" was put together was interesting. Not even really a question at all. Something he had to confirm or deny. She was an intriguing creature, this Kaena Lykoi. "Your coyotes?" He wanted to know why she had said it in such a way. At the moment he guessed that she meant the members of Inferni, but she was not the leader there. Not to his knowledge. The leader was the doggish hybrid he had met on his first visit to their skull-fenced lands. "No. Not related to anyone." As far as he knew that statement was more or less true. Definitely true for the purpose of answering her question. He was certainly not related to anyone here. The only blood relative he knew of was his mother, and she was a disgrace to the very name "mother". He didn't even know if his surname connected him to anyone, or if it had all just been born of his dame's fear of him.
The coyote's ability to not be shocked by anything he saw was a puzzlement to most. Part of it was trained. He had made himself into what he was. He had trained himself to hid his thoughts behind that neutral mask that gave nothing away. It helped him serve his purpose. But another part of it was he had seen truly horrific sights. Dismembered children. Women carved up like livestock. Mutilated bodies of every shape and size. He had heard the agonized screams of victims he had been unable to reach in time. The scarred facade of Kaena held nothing to disturb him.
Silence was not a thing that bothered the man in the slightest. He had never truly understood why so many grew so uncomfortable in perfect stillness. Though it was a technique he had used to his advantage at times. Interrogations did not always need to be violent. Mind games could be just as, if not more, effective. When faced with silence, some people felt the need to fill it up. The vigilante would not give those creatures the comfort of speaking and so they would ramble and say things they would not normally say just to keep themselves from getting too scared. It didn't work though. Every panicked word that was spoken by such people oozed with fear. But that was his job. To turn fear against those that did wrong.
The way her next "question" was put together was interesting. Not even really a question at all. Something he had to confirm or deny. She was an intriguing creature, this Kaena Lykoi. "Your coyotes?" He wanted to know why she had said it in such a way. At the moment he guessed that she meant the members of Inferni, but she was not the leader there. Not to his knowledge. The leader was the doggish hybrid he had met on his first visit to their skull-fenced lands. "No. Not related to anyone." As far as he knew that statement was more or less true. Definitely true for the purpose of answering her question. He was certainly not related to anyone here. The only blood relative he knew of was his mother, and she was a disgrace to the very name "mother". He didn't even know if his surname connected him to anyone, or if it had all just been born of his dame's fear of him.
The coyote's ability to not be shocked by anything he saw was a puzzlement to most. Part of it was trained. He had made himself into what he was. He had trained himself to hid his thoughts behind that neutral mask that gave nothing away. It helped him serve his purpose. But another part of it was he had seen truly horrific sights. Dismembered children. Women carved up like livestock. Mutilated bodies of every shape and size. He had heard the agonized screams of victims he had been unable to reach in time. The scarred facade of Kaena held nothing to disturb him.