take a bow, for those bad decisions we made

He didn't know if she was being truthful, or if she was making up an excuse to cover her ass. "Where would I go?" She would ask. "I have nowhere else to go" she would state. Ignis knew very well that if someone wanted to leave, they would. They'd do everything in their power to run and get away, no matter what the cost. But here she was, accepting it to an extent. But he imagined that if he hadn't come back in time, she likely would've been long gone. He still bore the wild look in his eyes. His demeanor was far different now than it had been a few days ago. "It's not hard to flee when your captor is away." He growled, crimson gaze assessing her for a moment. "It's not hard to find safety in another pack. To find protection from your situation," Then he smirked, face leaning in close to hers, "Just remember that no matter where you go, I will find you." That was more of a promise than a threat.

He pulled his head back as he resumed towering over her. "so you didn't die." He laughed, "It would take more than a raid to kill me. So if I were you, I'd start crying." He ignored her wanting to clean his wounds for the moment. He needed this. Needed to feel the pain and the blood on his coat for a little bit longer. Whether as self-punishment or a reminder that he wasn't the lost soul he was beginning to think he was, this was the only thing he could control right now. His own pain, and her. Shoving past the smaller woman, he added "You might as well accept it now. Because there's no safe haven for you anywhere on this earth." He hissed as he walked past. He wanted to go back to his den in the cavern. And he didn't care right now if she followed him or sat there to cry.

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