His voice is quiet as well, but the regret in it is still plain to hear all the same. This isn't something that he particularly wants to do, any more than she wants to watch, and if she even wants to talk to him after all of this, maybe he'll try and explain. However, the longer he waits, the better the chance the others might come back, so when she goes over to the door, he turns back to Phil, taking a moment to pull him back behind the barrels, as out of sight as he can get the man short of shoving him into the middle of one. It might buy them a little more time than just leaving him there for anyone walking by to notice - and it means that if one of the lasses turns back at the wrong time, they don't have to see, either.
He makes it quick, at least. It's all he really can do for the man, for the moment. Later on, there might be something else, but there's no time for anything but what needs to be immediately done. When he goes to rejoin the others, it's with a newly cleaned dagger in his hand, leaving no visible sign of what's just happened, save for the expression on his face.
Sometimes, he's very tired of all the killing.
There's still a long way to go before they're free, though, and he shoves the regret into the back of his mind in order to focus on the task ahead.
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His voice is quiet as well, but the regret in it is still plain to hear all the same. This isn't something that he particularly wants to do, any more than she wants to watch, and if she even wants to talk to him after all of this, maybe he'll try and explain. However, the longer he waits, the better the chance the others might come back, so when she goes over to the door, he turns back to Phil, taking a moment to pull him back behind the barrels, as out of sight as he can get the man short of shoving him into the middle of one. It might buy them a little more time than just leaving him there for anyone walking by to notice - and it means that if one of the lasses turns back at the wrong time, they don't have to see, either.
He makes it quick, at least. It's all he really can do for the man, for the moment. Later on, there might be something else, but there's no time for anything but what needs to be immediately done. When he goes to rejoin the others, it's with a newly cleaned dagger in his hand, leaving no visible sign of what's just happened, save for the expression on his face.
Sometimes, he's very tired of all the killing.
There's still a long way to go before they're free, though, and he shoves the regret into the back of his mind in order to focus on the task ahead.
"Let's go, then."