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Yeah, she agreed softly. She could detect the little change in Kharma but, unfortunately, she wasn't able to pinpoint the source. Maybe he was actually an accomplice of Andre's and was mourning the death of his master; it seemed somewhat important to him, at any rate. It was also, she supposed, possible that Kharma didn't like the idea of other coyotes killing one of their own kind. It was against Inferni's law to kill brethren like that, but she also understood where exceptions played an important role. She wouldn't allow someone to consider Andre more than a killer, and wouldn't ever think he hadn't deserved it.

She was, however, a biased source. The man sitting here in silence was definitely not. She leaned over and placed an understanding hand against her companions knee, unable to know what the other would do about it and not exactly caring. The act of beneficence was simply because Talitha, and her empathy, could not imagine that Kharma was mourning the death of a specific person. He was a very bad man. We don't normally kill our own kind here... We abhor it.

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