James looked to him and chuckled before looking to the wall, even when his hands had been pressed against him he didn't mind it. Looking to Kinjo he chuckled, "Oh? So you do know Jason. Well, has he told you that I am picky about who I take? Well I guess I'll have fun with you." he chuckled then looked to the open door, "I won't stop and you will follow."  though he blinked and tilted his head as the male spoke in some weird language. He had never heard it before, though he did hear something distinctly as his brother's name. With a growl he pulled Kinjo into a large room full of old furniture soiled in blood and water stains, bones littered the room as he looked around and pulled Kinjo close, their chests touching as he held him close and bent his neck down, and bit into the boy's neck.<br/><br/>His teeth shifted into serrated ones as he bit into him, piercing into his skin. His skin went grey and his eyes went into glowing red orbs, his hands even went clawed as he let out his Shroud. Soon that went away as a growl came, he released his hold on his bite and looked up as a large rotting German Shepard came in, blood slowly oozing from where its eyes used to be, part of its snout was missing flesh. Letting Kinjo go he twirled him around and held him around his waist, "This, this is Henderson, my foster father's dog. He used to be set on the neighbor children... even he was set on me. All because I wanted to be treated... different. Now have fun. He is slow but he will track you down. Have fun hiding." he chuckled and vanished with a crack. The dog was an illusion implanted by James, using the teen's blood.