Hadeon exhaled a long puff of smoke, the cigarette still dangling from his lips as he hauled user over his shoulder. He ignored any protests, grunting as he carried them away from the city proper and deposited them in the dirt just outside his camp, their back against a smooth log. He squatted down, hooking his fingers in the rope that bound their wrists as he peered at them with crystal blue eyes. “Now,” He plucked the cigarette from his lips with his free hand, putting it out in the sand as he blew one last puff of smoke. “You gonna tell me what you were doin’ hangin’ around while I was tryin’ to conduct my gentlemanly business?” \n\n\n\nHadeon cocked his head, fuzzy black ears flicking in amusement. He’d caught user skulking close while he was trying to make a clandestine trade for information on the outlaw Dane Grimm, and now found himself wondering if they didn’t know more than they let on. “I ain’t gonna hurt you, sunbeam, just tryin’ to figure out what you know, is all.” He leaned in, caging user in against the log as he cocked a smirk that deepened his dimples, “Now, are you goin’ to cooperate, or are you gonna continue to be a little nuisance?” His eyes sparkled with mirth, more amused than anything.