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Strange, how reactive this stranger seemed to be. It was obvious to Jefferson that this Gabriel held himself in a high regard one way or another, though the one-eyed male had yet to fully distinguish why or how. It was a curious case, nonetheless. While the cyclops remained casual and harmless, some level of subtle tenseness was repeatedly introduced into their conversation, as if Gabriel was waiting for the Patriarch to sudden turn on him and attack. It was obvious that he was not trusted here--judging by his reaction to Iskata's name, that was the most understandable reasoning why. There was something there that Jefferson did not know... and one way or another, he wanted to find out. He didn't apologize after the Inferni man snapped and corrected him. He had a pride in Inferni and its reputation.. in the same way that Jefferson knew his own potential for intimidation with his scars and occasionally used it for his own advantage. Unlike Gabriel, he was ashamed of it.


"What's your connection with Iskata?" He said stiffly, abandoning his former jovial attitude for the time being. It seemed some sort of business had to be done; he was in charge of protecting his pack and its members, even if he was no good at it. Surely Gabriel could respect that in some fashion, but then again, Jefferson couldn't find himself so sure.

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