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Shun reached up to take Mitsu's hand, squeezing it in an attempt to calm her down.

"Not right now. And no. I am not done here," he said sternly before taking on a darker tone, "I want to be here to see what he says. And quite frankly. If we're killing him, I want to be the one."

Aside from wanting the bit of revenge, he did feel some of the weight was on him since he had helped two citizens fall into the hands of this man. He was certain it was the same guy. The voice was the same.

"I will be fine Mitsu.. You guys stopped the bleeding," he said before trying to brush the back of his hand against her cheek. He was trying to soothe her. But it wasn't really easy to do right now.

Shehk flinched at Jericho's words. He was right. She herself had said that the hunters needed to die - to him, of all people. So yes, she wasn't above wanting to kill. In fact, she couldn't get the idea of wanting to go over to the body then and bite the throat out. Yet, there was something about all of the methods they were speaking of that didn't sit right with her.

She could see Christof feeling up those arms, and Calder's words about avenging Red caused her to growl - a deep loathing filling her belly as she remembered those events, casting glances over certain individuals in the room - one of which would know the reason why Red's name earned them her look.

She'd come knowing that this was a possibility. She wasn't above it, but the idea of actually killing the human hadn't been something she'd been entirely prepared to do. However, there was the slightest amount of resignation that came over her face before she looked away, frowning.

"I know...."

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"Humans are cattle. There will always be more where this one came from." Invictus said firmly, seeming to have no qualms with either course of action - perhaps it was his father's influence there, however. "However, it is up to you if you would rather reap the FEAR through a drawn out and painful process or if you will make it quick."

Calder flashed his eyes to Lizzy to be very aware that if the situation was not eased quickly and controlled, it would turn wild and ugly fast. There was a thirst for blood they all shared and some were stronger than their rationality. Calder wasn't about to just be meek about it.

"HEY! I've been around for all of this. I'VE been in one of those weapon chambers. I KNOW what this is about. We've ALL know what this is about. We all were hurt, even died, under a weapon that is created from us. We've seen a great scope of what the hunters can do, which is why YOU should know that we can't just go hacking away without keeping our heads. The hunters best asset is that they know A LOT more about us than we do about them. They know how to get to Halloween. They know how to disguise themselves. They know how to make us into weapons, turn us against each other, and to set up traps. We do not know where they are, how to get to them, how they create weapons or even if there is a way to change them back. One dead hunter isn't going to make up for all that has happened, but killing one isn't giving us any step forward. We need to get as much as we can out of him. The longer he lives, the longer he has time to break and talk. That's what this whole mission was about!" He didn't run from some pissed off reapers, right to some Boogiemen who didn't seem to like anyone, and have Arel save his a** to then just destroy their chance.

He knelt down and tried a test slap on the Hunter's cheek for good measure.

Christof shifted, reaching to pat Shun's shoulder with a quiet, helpful grunt before offering up a pair of wire dikes from his bag. If they were going to be interrogating, they might as well get started right.

Shun stared at Christof's offering with his good eye before taking the tool. It wasn't hard to guess what he was thinking here. He had seen his father and his men do a number of horrid things to those they wanted information from.

"Perhaps. If it comes down to needing such things," he said to the igor.

There was a growing sense of anxiety in Israfel was the talked of killing. Almost..casually. Once before he might have not have thought of such things but after having run into them, spoken to them? He was still not inclined to it. The trials had made him wary, but they had not completely changed his ideals. They hadn't totally ripped his rose tinted world away from him.

A low hiss began from deep in his chest as the siren went to the hunter, and his wings were stiff and folded back. Israfel was in his own way, showing his aggression. His voice betraying his anger. "You will not kill him!" His voice was a painful pitch, almost a caw. Blue eyes burned with anger. "We have him and we will have answers but I refuse to let you kill him. There will be no suffering! No examples! One injustice does not make another right!"

Feathers puffed out. "We take him back to halloween how long will he have? Humans can't live there, he will die if we take him back. The hunters I spoke to- they hate us because we hurt, because we kill. Killing more because they act in fear, this does nothing. I promised I would not be a killer that I would not hurt." His cawing was betraying his panic. "They can make us dissipate but we can come back. We can kill them and then it is over. Halloween can never die" The siren was holding back sniffles as he said it. "We can't die, but they can. I will not let you hurt him. I will not let you kill him."

For emphasis the siren set himself between Shun and the hunter, daring the reaper.

Mitsu was feeling helpless. Shun was only delaying his time in getting back and every moment was critical. Or at least to Mitsu. If they wanted to save his eye they needed to move.

The lycan watched the exchange with Christof and Shun, staring at the reaper hoping he would hand the weapon back. While she might have, and very regrettably uttered, to kill the Hunter she didn't want him tortured. She didn't want to be like them.

Her gaze only shifted around when Israfel began to speak. Why were his words grating at her so. "But...they can kill us...kill us for good. What do you think happened on our field trip to this very place? I don't think they will stop...not until they figure out how to permanently kill us all." Or turn them into weapons.

Maybe...if she ended it? It was hard to imagine and yet fundamentally simple in application. How many had the strength to stop her? Or would even bother? Shun said she had powerful jaws in her true form, one little bite would probably be all that was needed....Sure he would be mad but he needed to get to the jack damn nurse.

"After speaking with us, if we were to release him, who is to say his own kind won't kill him? I believe it is more likely he would choose the 'honorable' death at our hands than to go back to his own in shame." Invictus said, quite to the point again about where he stood on the matter.