Greatwater Lake Down by the lake

Burke's face stayed stoic only to confuse the male. Burke found that if he didn't gave much expressions away then other wolves couldn't really see what he could be thinking. It was clear that this male was very impressionable because him keeping the look he had made him instantly apologize. In Burke's eyes he had no backbone, alas, not everyone was meant to be like that. Some just were like that, easily adaptable to any situation. Burke disliked that the male was peeking into his eyes. He made himself a bit bigger, stoic face moving into something that looked like clear disapproval. The male had no sense of respect, clearly, like his trusted spy told him.

"No," Burke spoke, solely for the reason that he did not feel that the info that was his name would be useful for this wolf. Because currently Burke didn't see anything in this male that would be even remotely interesting to him. "Cicero didn't speak so fondly about you. He told me all about you and how disrespectful you were," he pointed out, not sounding too interested. His apology from before didn't do much for Burke, those were just words, and in his eyes saying sorry was the easiest and most meaningless thing someone could do.