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The Grandmaster is almost surprised as the other also moves closer. He seems eager to get on with the hunt, until Kyn is preventing him from doing so with feeble introductions. 

Dragonfly. Cute. He can’t help but think as the other reveals his name. It rather fits him and all his pale glory, fiery personality. It makes the alpha chuckle softly when he continues on about the Saints name. Then that nickname — Ky-Ky. Oh Kynareth likes him already. And he shows this by releasing a hearty bark of laughter his way, dangerous teeth in display as he does so. 

Kyn lowers his head as if to tell a secret and chuckles, smirk still plastered onto his face. “You’re not wrong at all, dear. That’s the point.” He references the Saints name. “We’re definitely not Saints, that’s for sure.” He cackles the last bit with some sadistic excitement that glimmers in his canary orbs. And he loves not being a Saint either.