'Why do you have to swear?' Her question made his 'brow dots furrow and made his head shake just slightly as he visibly had trouble understanding why she would even question his speech. Clearly, he wasn't used to being around someone unused to strong language. He was raised in it, and it really didn't bother him any so it surprised him that it bothered her.
Before he had a chance to answer, she asked him for his name. He supposed it was only fair, considering he'd asked about who she was.. though that was more.. inadvertent and something that happened due to the surprise that there was even someone in his company.
"Dominus." She didn't speak of a last name, he assumed that meant he didn't have to admit his own either. It was probably better that way, anyway. The further he got away from his father's name, the better. He looked her up and down before his thoughts got the better of him, he couldn't let go of her initial surprise on his language.. let alone her questioning the motive that made him desecrate this old painting. His speech was wrong, his own painting was wrong... why?
"Why don't you swear? You want to live your life doing what you are told, and not doing what you want because.. what.. you're not supposed to? Swearing is just talk, isn't it? Who does it hurt? No one. The only ones who don't want you to swear are the ones who want you to surrender your pride. So why don't you swear?" Thick white teeth flashed for a second before he continued to his next point. The teen's neck turned as he looked up to the blood already beginning to dry on the wall beside him.
"What makes their mark any better than ours? Nothing lasts forever. They're not here anymore. We are. It's an update, to say the least. Isn't it nice?" He smiled, admiring his work that had absolutely no rhyme or reason. He painted in pure chaos, but that was exactly what he stood there admiring.
"Don't you want to help?" He put his large paw in the broken belly of the rabbit, dipping it in blood before placing it up against the wall and leaving his print. He then kicked the rabbit to her and slanted his eyes, his head lowering politely as he kindly asked her to join in.
