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He wanted to laugh. Her story was very close to his own, except he was pushed out with malice rather than with hope. He wondered what her family truly expected with this. Sending a young woman alone to form her own pack? Stupid.

Is it worth it? He asked. Did they send you out alone? And they expected you to do this by yourself? He chuckled. I say learn what you can here. Enjoy yourself — if you are expected to do this on your own, then take your time. Was he actually giving advice? He was surprised with himself, to be quite honest. But a desire had grown inside him. He wondered if she was sweet. That sudden thought spurred his next choice. 

There are much more pressing things you should worry about. It was cliche, he thought — the killer giving some vague, kind threat before they attacked, but he couldn't help it. It was too sweet, to see her change from somber . He lunged forward, aiming towards her neck. He would put the fear of others into her, if he didn't kill her.