He grunts softly. He has very little interest in how demons do what they do. He knows what the results were. It's not something that will leave his mind easily any time soon. Deaths on his watch never do.
"She wanted to know how her men died." It had been an entirely fair question. He lifts a hand to rub at the side of his temple. He has been fighting a headache for a couple of hours now.
"We're going to comb that area tomorrow and find out where it was holed up. There could be more of them, either abominations or spiders. If we leave them here to work their evil or breed, this will just happen again, if not to one of our patrols possibly to other innocents." Or it would happen to raiders. That's not a good enough excuse to leave it alone.
"Were you injured?" He seems to really look at him for the first time since coming over. He feels oddly responsible for him, no matter how much he rebuffs it or gets prickly whenever he suggests it. He can't help it.
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"She wanted to know how her men died." It had been an entirely fair question. He lifts a hand to rub at the side of his temple. He has been fighting a headache for a couple of hours now.
"We're going to comb that area tomorrow and find out where it was holed up. There could be more of them, either abominations or spiders. If we leave them here to work their evil or breed, this will just happen again, if not to one of our patrols possibly to other innocents." Or it would happen to raiders. That's not a good enough excuse to leave it alone.
"Were you injured?" He seems to really look at him for the first time since coming over. He feels oddly responsible for him, no matter how much he rebuffs it or gets prickly whenever he suggests it. He can't help it.