“Dismembering? I don’t doubt that. Killing? I do doubt, just a little. And if your victim doesn’t feel threatened by what you’re laying down, should you trust me to keep a secret?” Quite the thinker. Sorrell keeps her lips in a slight frown, using blue hues to observe the other more than she had done before.
“Perhaps, sir, it’s you that doesn’t understand what I’m capable of.” She was thinking very narrow minded at the moment. She’s never met a killer in real life, someone who would be willing to hurt her. She wanted to prove herself, prove that she couldn’t be killed off so easily. Prove her worth, even if it was to a creep like this. Stupid. She’s so very, very stupid.
♛【 Most people would have booked it by now; terrified, knowing he was completely serious, when he talked on and on about killing them and possibly dismembering them. “You’re not a victim; Keep talking like this and I’ll make you a top priority on my list.” Edgar didn’t really keep a list but he thought it was somewhat intimidating to say that he kept a list. 】
♛【 “I will admit; I admire that you haven’t run in the other direction, like most people would have.” Using the term admire loosely, he replied, pushing his hair out of his face again; The blood on his hands, clothes, face and hair had caked up and dried by now. He was a complete mess, soaked in the blood of his victims, hair too messy to even mess with, his white button up shirt now a dark maroon. 】
