Meadowlark Prairie whatever's lost cannot be found

Vaati halts, turning around to meet her cole gaze once more, having not moved from her place in the water. She is stubborn, and it angers him, not simply because she is defiant but because she is idiotically so. To not bite the hand that feeds you is a lesson Vaati learned quite young. It is evident the girl did not, but the last thing on his mind was her upbringing, but the purpose she and her many questions hold. And for once, a moment of frustration, he allows her the grace of an answer. "Because they have nothing better to do, I assume," He shrugs with mockery in his tone, casting her a foul glance as if blaming her for the actions of those that carry the same scent as her. However, truly, he could not think of a reason why the three women had cared so much about his fatal interaction with Rannoch. They were not his followers, he knows this. As far as he could tell, they were neither his wives nor his siblings so the concept of simple loyalty is one that is very foreign to him. He doesn't understand it; not when self-preservation domineers his ideals.

But he does not fear what they may do to him so much as what rash actions they will bring to his home and those within. His sisters, his brothers, and his siblings yet to be. Perhaps he would not have made the same choice again, could he go back knowing what he now knows, but the scar below his eye reminds him that such a possibility is impossible. He can only prepare for what may come, and if that means slaughtering the entirety of Moonspear picking them off one by one, he will do just that. He has the means to, the drive, the hunger for vengeance to do so. Perhaps he is right now.

But he shakes his head when she disagrees, attempting to convince him that she is less valuable to them than she truly is. "They will stop in their path once they realize I have you, they won't dare to make a move," He spits in return, almost angrily. However, his kidnapping of one of their own is not the only reason to stop the Cerberus where they stand. Unbeknownst to Vaati, the relation between his sisters, his mother, and the father of the woman who attempted to murder him is something quite fickle, dangerous, damaging. But perhaps it was good fate that he remained unaware of this fact, for one sole reason.

Had he known his own sisters were the byproduct of the Alpha of his enemies, he would have threatened to kill them too.