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The guy had a little bit of a sense of humor so that was at least something. At the mention of what his mask could do, Vagabond raised his paw and tapped his claw against the metallic material so that the other could hear the noise it made as it did so. "So I don't get my face ripped off." Vagabond said in somewhat of a joking manner. Ironically, it was the way that he marked those that he eventually killed was by skinning their face and basically ripping it off so that everyone would be able to see the skulls that were underneath. Vagabond watched the other's canines eyes as they moved to look at the injuries that he had, and the look that was hidden from the other's face seemed to morph slightly. The guy was going to say it wasn't he. Yep, there it was. A low growl escaped the sleep-deprived beast as his twin tails lashed violently behind him. "Of course I know how to heal them. It isn't like they're anything major." Vagabond would almost say with a snarl almost out of nowhere. The mood swings were one of the major factors that contributed to the way that he interacted with others that were around him. What he said, however, was a complete lie. Bai Shi had taught him a couple of things, but at the end of the day he had been so tired and tried far too hard to concentrate that he didn't even remember anything. It was his fault that he wasn't sleeping and his memory was certainly taking a toll for it all. Vagabond watched as the lupine took off his mask and revealed what he looked like underneath. Nothing extreme or horrendous that was for sure, but he noticed that the other was talking about his scent that it probably wasn't going to end well.

He kept on forgetting that scent could be used to identify others in this world, and he wasn't capable of using it thanks to the mask that he wore on his face. Well, this was probably going to suck. The canine moved in front of the cat that he had been traveling with as he spoke. Mate? What did that mean again? Oh wait, did that basically mean wife or husband in this world? Vagabond wasn't quite sure as he wasn't even sure if mates stayed together for life in most animal species. Weren't they just flings? He wasn't going to go into detail. He listened to what the other had to say and his vivid blue eyes gave no hint of what he was feeling underneath the mask. Why did he do it? That was always the question that he was asked, wasn't it? Vagabond seemed to hesitate before answering the question, tilting his head until he heard his neck pop. "Sounds like they drew the short straw. It's all for business." Vagabond gave a vague answer. If this guy was here, he doubted that he was going to play nice. Vagabond would tilt his head almost like a puppy, but instead of it being cute when a puppy did it, it seemed almost threatening with his calm attitude. "Why? You come to take revenge?" The Hellhound questioned the other in a threat. If the other wanted to try and get revenge on those that they lost, Vagabond would allow it without much thought. Then more and more people began to make their way over, some that he didn't know and some that he did. He looked at Bai Shi at the corner of his eye, watching the other's excitement dwindle as the fox began to move closer to him.