Growling again at the others reply he knew now why he was sent out here,"orc shit" he snarled and turned away from him, he couldn't kill the other he knew that now, his powers and something else was making him unable. He suddenly switched forms to a wolf and looked back at him "you never saw me, but i'd beware. Someone will be coming for you." he then took into the night, he'd have to report his failure and take his punishment but in the morning, he wanted some time at the springs now. Soon he arrived and went to his usual form. Striping his assassin clothes off he dipped into the water with a hiss, he still didn't understand why he couldn't kill the other, he didn't understand these feelings, or emotions in general. They had been beaten out of his as a kid, a great assassin must be rid of every and all emotions. Growling he sank into the hot water and stared at the stars, the shadows around him whispered, telling him to return to the fae. "he's your only chance" they kept repeating.