He slides his hand off the dagger's hilt. Leaves it embedded in the tree, with no intention of recollecting it, and folds his arms over his bleeding chest.
He snorts, dismissive. "You should see the rest of the group before you judge us." There's just as many vengeful hunters, though maybe not gunning for each other.
He shoots the blandest look towards Kyle. Sort of. It's still lacking on the eye contact. "Do you have a means of securing your hostage, since you want him so badly?" Or are they just going to let him die out, slowly, in the snow? Lucifer's perfectly okay with that.
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What? Did Kell really expect an answer?
He slides his hand off the dagger's hilt. Leaves it embedded in the tree, with no intention of recollecting it, and folds his arms over his bleeding chest.
He snorts, dismissive. "You should see the rest of the group before you judge us." There's just as many vengeful hunters, though maybe not gunning for each other.
He shoots the blandest look towards Kyle. Sort of. It's still lacking on the eye contact. "Do you have a means of securing your hostage, since you want him so badly?" Or are they just going to let him die out, slowly, in the snow? Lucifer's perfectly okay with that.