god knows my worth

Shrike already knew what he needed to know, the question was more to check whether Karver was fucking around or not. Of course his underling ought to know better than that by now, but Shrike was nothing if not malicious. He rumbled in acknowledgement and the pair set off again, wading through the water in relative silence, clearly ignoring Karver's stupid question. Shrike could be chatty when the mood took him but as things stood his eyes were on the prize, or at least he hoped they'd be soon. He didn't doubt the girls ability to sweet talk and flutter her eyes lashes into peoples good graces, but he wondered how reluctant they'd be to let her go. He had no doubt in his mind that she'd settled, that they'd might even resort to taking her back by force. If need be. But that was a bridge to cross if and when they got there, Shrike was willing to sweeten the pot to get what he wanted. This didn't have to end in bloodshed but he wasn't opposed to the notion either.

Instead his mind wandered to the mutated wolf, whether they'd run into the hulking beast.