"Why do you care? You just murdered two without blinking.". Mortas sat back, to be honest, he could just kill this dog here and put it out of it's misery, but something about the condescending way the thief looked at him, made him want to show that he had another side. "Honestly? I don't care, but I'd rather only kill two mutts than three. There was a problem however. The dog was in pain and would most likely bite them or try and squirm away. Turning to the thief he said quickly "We need something to restrain him to make it safe for us to move him, you have anything we could use. As he spoke he extended the rope, tying all it's legs together so it couldn't squirm. He looked up at the thief, it was clear she didn't trust him, and he didn't trust her. The most likely scenario would be that she would try and steal from his and bolt half-way through. If she did however, she would hear the tortured cries of the dog as she ran away, knowing that the blood of this dog is on her hands. Another thing Mortas noticed were her wounds "You okay to carry the mutt? he said, gesturing lazily at her arm. "Oh yeah, I should probably apologise for that, I'm Mortas by the way" he said as he extended his hand, flashing a grin. The gesture was probably ruined from his blood soaked face but it was worth a shot. |