Just call me devil

It took more moments and one of the escapees appeared. He eyed the other Male as he demanded. Boredom with this was written on his face. "Why should I leave rhyme? My quarry is in front of me, though we have little care about you. It's really epitaph I'd rather bring back, I'm being paid well for his return." he left out the fact that he was being paid for Aria and rhythm as well. He may be bored but it was clear he was in a more pleasant mood. He lowered his haunches prepared to wait for epitaph, well aware the boy would come as quickly as he could when called.

"Between you and me though, you would of been of more use to us as a hunter or warrior." he wasn't one to hold back his thoughts nor to care much beyond what he had been paid for. He watched Rhyme with disinterest. "Truth be told the quarry I've been given is rather boring. He's almost not worth the bear pelt I was promised. And your price wasn't even enough to cover the headache of finding you and fighting you into submission." a yawn left his maw. He may be the head hunter but it was always a matter of payment and convenience with him.