[ Sometimes, he knows. They have their moments of peace, their times when they're actually having fun outside a trial. When the bloodlust is sated or just going ignored. He catches the recorder between two fingers and tilts it, letting it hang precariously like he's about to let it hit the ground. ]
If you phrase it like you just really want to know, they might give in. Things that might scare the other survivors, you could say. Once they get on a given topic, they might start being a little looser with their words.
[ Which Danny would love to say he never does, but the fact of the matter is that he gets careless when he's angry, or too self-satisfied, or if he's flattered enough. It was something he'd learned to restrain back in the world, but here, where that sort of self-control isn't nearly as necessary? It's not exactly infrequent.
Zarina's question doesn't get him moving again, but he does smile under the mask. It's another leading question, one that a simple and thoughtless answer given could fucker him over, and so he considers how to answer without actively lying. No point in doing that unless it's absolutely necessary, after all; the truth is dangerous and damaging enough sometimes. ]
Some. [ Very detailed. But that's the whole point, really. To be infuriating. ] Not many. My ... colleagues aren't particularly fond of my tendency to sneak around on their property and take pictures of them that they weren't expecting. But they're almost as interesting as all of you. Why wouldn't I take my chances learning about them, when there's no real consequences for getting caught?
[ Death not being permanent, though he's not fond of the pain. Of course, the invasive nature of his work isn't the only reason some of them dislike him, but if Zarina wants that information she can find the right ones and ask herself. ]
no subject
[ Sometimes, he knows. They have their moments of peace, their times when they're actually having fun outside a trial. When the bloodlust is sated or just going ignored. He catches the recorder between two fingers and tilts it, letting it hang precariously like he's about to let it hit the ground. ]
If you phrase it like you just really want to know, they might give in. Things that might scare the other survivors, you could say. Once they get on a given topic, they might start being a little looser with their words.
[ Which Danny would love to say he never does, but the fact of the matter is that he gets careless when he's angry, or too self-satisfied, or if he's flattered enough. It was something he'd learned to restrain back in the world, but here, where that sort of self-control isn't nearly as necessary? It's not exactly infrequent.
Zarina's question doesn't get him moving again, but he does smile under the mask. It's another leading question, one that a simple and thoughtless answer given could fucker him over, and so he considers how to answer without actively lying. No point in doing that unless it's absolutely necessary, after all; the truth is dangerous and damaging enough sometimes. ]
Some. [ Very detailed. But that's the whole point, really. To be infuriating. ] Not many. My ... colleagues aren't particularly fond of my tendency to sneak around on their property and take pictures of them that they weren't expecting. But they're almost as interesting as all of you. Why wouldn't I take my chances learning about them, when there's no real consequences for getting caught?
[ Death not being permanent, though he's not fond of the pain. Of course, the invasive nature of his work isn't the only reason some of them dislike him, but if Zarina wants that information she can find the right ones and ask herself. ]