Re: Eileen/Henry/Mitch/Sal Meeting
In a way, it was like Sal was asking for Henry's permission to kill Walter. Sal seemed like the reckless, senseless sort, but there could be, in rare moments, an air of consideration, of civilry. Sal knew these two had a history with Walter and Valtiel - how extensive, neither seemed to want to share. But because of this history, it was almost as though they held seniority over the final outcome of Walter's life. Sal respected that fact.
Nodding towards Henry, Sal smirked. "A man of few words, but I think that'll do it for now. As for you..." Sal pressed the knife against Eileen's throat, enjoying the sight of blood trickling down. He had felt her tense beneath him and also was annoyed that she chose not to speak when he commanded her to. He was not going to waste his time on another Morana. "You can tell me about Alessa. If not..." The blade rose from her throat, dragged across her cheek, and settled behind Eileen's ear lobe. "I'm taking home a little souvenir."
That said, he dug the knife into the back of her ear, drawing blood. His steel eyes flashed towards Henry and Mitch. "You see it yourselves - she wouldn't be in this mess if she just listened to me." Then he pouted. "So talk, princess."