Grimm listened to the human's lecture, meeting her angered gaze with one of cool dismissal. He had released his hold on the Soul Gem he was channeling, so his appearance had changed back to normal, including his piercing blue eyes. He was obviously displeased, but he seemed polite enough(or sane enough) to let the angry woman say her piece. When he was sure she was finished, Grimm began to follow, never taking his eyes away from hers, the icy spheres seeming to stare right through her, like she wasn't even there.

"I see none of my own here, no family or friends, just strangers who'd hardly shed a tear if I died, and whose deaths would not affect me in the slightest. I don't know or care for them beyond the fact that they can assist the group in the task at hand. In fact, the one you say I attacked is considered by some of my kind to be an abhorrent abomination, a perversion of the sanctity of life, so I say accepting his challenge to a simple duel was rather tame of me." As Grimm uttered his response, everyone could hear the blatantly dismissive tone in his voice as he addressed Vikki, as of she was an obnoxious child that he was only listening to to cease their pestering. 

"While I admit that I may have been in the wrong with my hastiness, it's not like you told us that we had a need to move with any sense of urgency whatsoever. In fact, your relaxed manner suggested quite the opposite, so would that not make you to blame for us not understanding "what's at stake", as you so dramatically put it. If the person whose supposed to lead us in this endeavor seems so nonchalant about it at what constitutes as a meeting of war strategy, then why should we be up in arms about. Good leaders lead by example and actions . . . something you seem to be lacking to me, but we've only just met. Maybe you have hidden depths to show us all in the future, but as of now, I can't say I have much faith in you, though I'll listen to your orders when it seems most logical. Make smart commands, and we should have no issues, yes?"

As he finished his own lecture, Grimm would be right in front if Vikki and casually walking past her to the door, where another woman currently was exiting. As he did so, he'd begin to speak, his voice taking a quiet,,yet wrathful tone, only growing in ferocity and spite with every word that left his lips. If Maria turned around to look at him, she'd see his eyes were glowing an intense, golden yellow, if o ly for a few moments. Even if she didn't see it, she'd still feel an potent magical energy coming off the boy as his anger arose, his eyes glazed over as he saw a distant memory play out.

"And one more thing, Ms. Miller, don't expect me to adhere to such a idiotic ideal as honor. If the enemy is as bad as you want us to believe, it's a shackle we can't afford to have. There is no honor in war, Ms.Miller, for it accomplishes nothing and gets in the way of victory. I will do whatever it takes to make sure this Marcus doesn't get his way, cause no matter what anhbody says, the ends always justifies the means."

With his final words spoken, Grimm would exit the inn with a only a quiet whisper to give people a glimpse into his mind.

[sub]"Any sense of honor I ever had died with Nathaniel Cross."[/sub]

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