[ Ah, very normal guys, these two. Elias grins, his gaze dropping. ]

Not as satisfying as you'd think, not with Andrew, but taking a life does come with a certain thrill.

[ Killing the lieutenant whose coat he now wears was significantly more satisfying. If Angelo's paying attention, he might spot the smattering of slits cut into the fabric around the chest. ]

I'm a practiced hand at it by now, yeah. You've read that right. I don't kill for the joy of it, but it's a useful skill to have when the situation calls. If you're going to do it at all, you need to be quick about it. Efficient.

[ Hence the twelve stabs. What others may call brutality, he calls insurance. Human beings are durable things; one or two stabs doesn't always cut it. ]

What of you, lieutenant? You sound as though you want to, if you haven't already.