"Kill her." Connor's said with no hesitation. "Letting her live knowing where our base is is too dangerous. Putting her in a prison cell might also give her a chance to escape. I have no doubt that she would turn on us the moment she could if we allowed her into our group. Killing her would be the best option. Both for us, and everyone else in the city." He grimaced. Surprisingly, killing was becoming a lot easier for him. Before, he recoiled at the sight of blood. Now, he could kill over 10, maybe more things a day and not even think about it the night after.

Usually, that type of thing would be.. frowned upon, in most societies. Probably a sign of being psychotic. It was coming to him more naturally now more than ever. "The only thing I have to ask of you is that I can do it." He said staring hard at the wolf. One of many reminders that he was mortal. He briefly wondered who the wolf was before the apocalypse. Maybe she had a family. Maybe she had kids. But he quickly swept that thought under his mind and tried to make himself think of nothing more than one of the animals he crushed underfoot.

Connor tightened his grip on the tree. He wondered what the most painful death for her could be? Maybe a hard stomp could do it. But that was too quick. Something with the tree, maybe. Impaling her with it? That was a possibility. He quickly shook his mind out of it. It was getting a bit too easy for him to think of death, and killing, and murdering. He had to remember that he only had one goal, and then he could be done with this whole damn thing and not worry about anything anymore. No more talking about secret groups planning to bring back humanity, or fighting giants, or murdering dragons.

"Maybe we should take a vote on what we do." Connor said, looking around. "We can vote to either trap her in a prison cell, and make sure that she [i]stays[/i] in, or we try to get her to join our "interesting little ragtag group," or should we just kill her? My vote goes to execution." Connor raised one hand up to his head, groping it. Ugh. He felt like a headache was beginning to come on. A bad one, too. Hopefully he could sleep it off once this wolf business was over and she was dead.