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If he felt pained by her attention he did not show it. Granted he had many wounds by this point in his life, so perhaps he did not feel the way others did; maybe it wasn't pain he felt at all but pleasure, some crossed wire that promoted his desire for bloodshed. Stryx didn't think too long about it - she had work to do.

He went on to wax poetic about a dead man and that earned an unseen raise of Stryx' brow for a beat of the heart, before she was at rest and frowning.

Aventus? She wasn't clear on who Merrick meant, and hadn't clued-in yet that he referred to the dead healer's remains. It was pretty clear otherwise that Aventus and Arielle were a united front.