pshh.. was his only reply besides silence as he listened complacently to the other. slow pace still steady as he continued to play absentmindedly with the blade in his fingers. mind reckless? could be. thirsty to spill blood? when the need arose. mouth twitched in amusement, a shake of the head at his friend’s jest over the carpet. ( so rare were jokes from jian. ) he knew it was only attempting to lighten the others’ darkening mood. out of the two of them, hyun has always been the more brazen. the one to always throw punches, shoot first and then ask questions. in any fight or flight, he never dreamed of backing down. his father always said it’d be his downfall. words of confirmation from the other, telling him to do what was necessary. OH —- that was all he needed. grin featured mischief and malice in expression. he would certainly do what he wanted. blade pointing casually to jian, “ consider him no more. ”