Hoshor Plains just carry this gun, you'll even get paid

Ryzhov did not know what to expect when the answer escaped into open air, clinging to it with his mind. It was a pack. Were they nearby? Perhaps it was where the runaway bitch was hiding out… the very pack that Virion was on his way to now. He explained his loyalty and Ryzhov hummed. In his experience? Once a fuck up, always a fuck up.
 
Still, there was a certain vitality amongst the man that he found intriguing. With it came his own question and a daring and almost devious grin crossed his features at the question. “An undying loyalty, yes.” He gave no other information, standing as he circled the man simply to get a good look at him. “Akashingo… it is the pack not far from here, yes?” The question fell idly from his lips. “Is there a woman here by the name of Aquene?” He asked once more, prying, hints of a devious tone lingering through it.