"Interesting enough..."<br/><br/>Tri toyed for a moment, she was a huntress, though like most predatory creatures Tri herself loved to see her own pray wiggle under her hold. Keeping her braced from his chest with her arm, and the dagger pinned to his throat, she debated exactly what she was to do, whether she should kill him. Wait... there wasn't any thinking to it, she had to do it he was the one that killed all the people in the village, he deserved nothing less, right? There was a internal struggle that could clearly be seen in her gaze, and her facial expression showed that. Tri pushed with her hand against his chest, coming to lean up so that she now sat on him, though firmly kept the dagger in place.<br/><br/>"Why should you die so easily? The many people you have slaughter and the village you have in fear of being killed every night? You wish for nothing more then death, but why should I hand it to you when you should be made to suffer for everything you have done to this village."<br/><br/>Tri hated her job, hated her emotions, sometimes they just got in her way of doing her job. This seemed to be one of those moment, though in truth he deserved to live and to be put through just as much hell as the people in this village was going through. Her hand with the dagger pulled back, and then she pushed up to her feet so that she moved away from him now, moving towards the bars of the cell before she paused to speak over his shoulder to him.<br/><br/>"You should suffer... horribly.."