[He steps closer, ink now reminiscent of bat wings, of claws in the dark trying to catch, and the voice that growls the demands rises to match. He needs an answer, needs more than "because he asked" and "I don't know"; they're cowardly answers, ones he refuses to accept because they don't explain. He reaches for a wrist, for delicate joints and a means to force a more honest (to his ears, anyway) answer, although at this point it is unlikely to change his ultimate intended course of action.
There has been a transgression. Violence for pointless reasons. He is correcting it.]
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Why.
[He steps closer, ink now reminiscent of bat wings, of claws in the dark trying to catch, and the voice that growls the demands rises to match. He needs an answer, needs more than "because he asked" and "I don't know"; they're cowardly answers, ones he refuses to accept because they don't explain. He reaches for a wrist, for delicate joints and a means to force a more honest (to his ears, anyway) answer, although at this point it is unlikely to change his ultimate intended course of action.
There has been a transgression. Violence for pointless reasons. He is correcting it.]