and you're to tell him nothing personal

She approached, and he basked in the momentary feeling of dominance and pleasure as she heeded. It passed soon enough, and he shifted with a wince. "Who are you?" He had an inkling of who she was, but wanted to take the time to toy with her; if the shaman was to be miserable, then he would drag another down with him.

Kaname approached silently and Lecter turned the slow burn of ice upon him, but greeted the male otherwise with a low grunt. So long as the other male did not act foolish, the madman had little quarrel with him.

He returned his gaze to the feckless little girl, and lapped at his foreleg, grimacing at the taste of the herbs with which he had packed the wound. "How did you come to be here, among Jinx's wolves?" he demanded, presumably upon the heels of her first response.