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Irritation mounted in the bloodstained Eta; the quick pace aggravated his healing wounds, causing a limp to enter his gait. Pausing, finally, Lecter turned and grasped the eyes of Jinx with his own. A myriad flicker of emotions played across her face, but his heart remained hardened against her. "It is apparent to me that you have chosen another. I ... saw you. With him. I went to find you one night."

His words were breaking apart, and so he stilled the jabbering of his tongue. Commingled pain and confusion gripped him, a sensation he had never before felt, and he was quick to decipher its genesis in the jealousy he still felt keenly. Jinx had pushed him away, had disallowed his presence — but she had gone to a wolf other than himself, and it was the simple acceptance of a threat to his masculinity that inspired his reactions, coupled with a still-fervent love for the slim nymph.