Blackfeather Woods mama, we're all going to hell

Vaati doesn't expect him to comply so easily, it doesn't seem to be in the other's nature. Yet, he flinches sightly as the other abruptly gags, dry heaving on an empty stomache that looked more uncomfortable than actually ejecting semi-disgested food. Vaati almost cringes, for this had not been the way he saw it panning out. He invisioned an agreement, a little expected hosility, but not the overly-stubborn being who simply refused to back down before him. But he had cracked much worse, he could do it again. 

The yearling shrugs at the captive's threats, unfazed by simple words as if he had not already wondered the exact same thing, from different enemies. There was always the threat of what could come, and truly nothing could prepare them for something they did not know the magnitude of. Perhaps that was another thing he could manage to get out of the other: information. Nothing damning, but the basics of what they needed to know. Rolling his eyes, he sighs undramatically, "So they come, so we die. Or maybe they come and we kill them. Either way, you're still here and writhing in pain so how about you cooperate and I can get you something for the leg," He indicates to the rather unfortunate looking thing, which indeed looked all too painful to withstand. Actually, the teen is rather suprised the other is still consious and not passed out from the pain, which he gives significant credit for. Otherwise, the other could simply die from his injuries and he would no longer be their problem. It created many more problems of course, but a disappearance was something that anyone could be blamed on, and was easily forgotten.