Milo was surprised to see the other man but with a glare at the criminal he too put his hands up, copying Sage. He was livid though. How could they leave this man and just let him walk away like this? Milo became distracted for a moment by the outside noise that caught his ears. People. Cars. Machines. The water running through the sewers. He wasnt used to being in the city for so long and around so many people. Now that he wasnt focused on chasing this man it was like he could hear everything. Maybe letting this guy go for now would be the best...<br/><br/>"You think I'm dumb enough to think it's that easy?" The man asked. Pressing the very tip of the knife into the womans throat. A ruby bead slid down her throat as she flinched. Milo tensed, the scent of blood filling his senses in tandem with everything else. He flinched, almost like he was the one who'd been cut and grit his teeth.<br/><br/>"Don't hurt her! Just let her go..." Milo snapped, closing his eyes. There was a beat of silence and the man made a pleased noise.<br/><br/>"Ooooh, I see! You've god good instincts kid!" The man said, sounding genuinely happy. Milo spared a confused look, taking a step back.<br/><br/>"Wha-?"<br/><br/>The man cut him off before he could get a word out. "Good instincts! You know! You have trouble controlling yourself don't you?" He asked digging the tip into the womans flesh and slowly dragging it across to make the cut bigger. Milo couldn't even deny the man, just stare as the women's lifeblood flowed freely. His chest tightened and his mouth watered. How long had it been since he drank fresh? Milo shook his head. There was no room for thoughts like those in this situation.<br/><br/>"I had the same problem- and I mean, why<i>should</i>we try to control it? We're better than humans anyway! Stronger, faster, we live longer. It's so much better when you give in- it's like a whole new realm of freedom! Human blood is strength and there shouldng be restrictions on how strong you can become..."