He does not show aversion. Killing is the way of things, destruction being the ultimate arbiter, and it is an honor to die in the cycle. He will not hate those that prey upon the weak, for their purpose is to feed the strong.
Instead, he glances at the man's kill and nods, slow and cautious, not sure how to cross the distance and open a conversation.
"All good on your end?" he says at last, voice firm, expressionless as the stone stare on his face.
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ride into the red, all you can get
incense and iron