Moonspear there's something tragic about you

Hydra was frustrated by Tryphon's initial response. Maybe? She wanted to respond then and there with a, yes or no. But fortunately for him he elaborated swiftly enough, before she could cut in. Her ears flicked atop her head and she glanced to her father before speaking: Where do your skills lie? She asked simply, wanting to be to the point. His physique demonstrated he was a survivor, even for being alone all the time he had mentioned. They could use him—but how? If his skillset was not necessary to them, well, then, they could also not use him—it was important to know. His name was a strong one, and it fit him well... but this was only the superficial aspect of him. Hydra looked deeper than this.