Ankyra Sound the horseman

“Yeah... I will, so long as you quit acting like a damn idiot. I'll show you what you need,” he said in a rumbling tone. Then, he cast his molten gaze in the boy's direction and cast him a rugged smirk that crinkled his features. After a moment or two, the brute realized that they had never gotten each other's names; all he had known about the boy was that he had been brought in by Caiaphas and had expected answers from her. He furrowed his brow and frowned thoughtfully. “What's your name, son?” Kierkegaard inquired genuinely; if he was to train this youthful and hate-filled wolf, he would need to know who he was speaking to.