Phantom Hollow i know you must know it now -- my organs have stoned

iliksis was coming to the realization this male, arguably as dangerous as him, was likely better left alone -- he calculated ways to depart from his presence, to slip off without altercation. in his present state he needed no further trouble, and the erratic, almost garrulous nature of this bloodsmeared stranger did not bode well for iliksis' future survival.

his eyes, flat and weary, seemed to flicker indiscriminately across buffalo's bloodspewn face. "visited an old friend." he answered, not enough information to not be incriminating -- yet enough information that he could not be misconstrued as flippant. "she didn't care for my visit." he limped past the wiry creature, nose to the ground as he continued his search for a meal. he kept one eye and ear trained on the madman, though he kept his studying of the bent male subtle.