ROMAN ROYALS — INTERROGATION

[MARCELLUS]

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The Pitt was simply the plague to Marcellus and though it bothered him to watch someone be tortured right before his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a small sense of satisfaction through his body as he pulled up towards the scene. The sounds of protest were not invisible to him, his head slightly turning to Goldenluxury with a mix of shock and confusion. Shouldn't she want this? Shouldn't she want to watch a member of the Pitt pay for not only capturing her, but also capturing Junji as well. For once he could feel a conflicted sense of morals, his claws digging into the ground beneath his paws as he clenched his jaws, narrowing his eyes back up towards the scene. Goldenluxury was right, Cosette didn't deserve to be hurt over something she took no part in but at the same time it enraged him that he would even think that. For a moment he struggled before wiping away the thoughts from his mind, his eyes trailing amongst the crowd until they landed on Junji in which the Toyger would push through until he was at the angels side. Just from how Junji's gaze was averted, Marcellus could easily tell that he wasn't for this either.

Silently, Marcellus lied down beside the angel and aimed to nudge him with his maw in an attempt to let him know that he was there for comfort, his gaze averting back towards the captured Cosette.