Wild Berry Meadow no power in the world can take away the pain until it is ready to leave

Kendra returned eventually and Cicero nosed her shoulder encouragingly as though to say 'good job' in silence, but did not move out yet nor make a sound. The pair of them waited for a good while, and when Cicero came into motion and came round the corner of the patch of bushes he'd been hiding behind with Kendra, he was just in time to see the female topple over. He saw her get back up and stare in the distance at some place, though where she was staring he saw nothing but a patch of dead brambles.

Cicero himself had not done that much in the ways of torture, truthfully, as he had mostly used poison on others simply to try out their purpose — for science. He gained less pleasure of the pain of others, but it was not entirely nothing; he enjoyed justice, and he would never forget the thrill in Damien's eyes as he hurt Grimnir. Perhaps he ought to take his brother out for another adventure, some times. Perhaps having another common enemy might drive them together more.

Ears cupped forward as he made his way towards the female. He disregarded her entirely, as though she was not even a person, and turned to Kendra, asuming she followed, to query: "Does Kendra wish to bring her some place, or is it enough to practise here, for now?" It would be messy to clean up should she die unprecedented, so Cicero thought it easier to keep this one here, but he would give her the option.