Brianna's phone buzzes in her pocket. She pulls it out to find a new text from The Boss. She turns to Hunter. "We're supposed to start the live feed soon." she takes a breath and forces the words to leave her mouth. "You should rough her up a bit. Not too much, we'll do most of it when the boy's watching but you want him to know the stakes."
Hunter looks up as Brianna spoke to him. "Hmm, all right. I'll do what I can," He nods and looks over at the small girl. He slides a knife out of a sheathe on his belt, gripping it tightly. A cut or two on her face would definitely scare Ambrose. He approaches her steadily. "How about we say hi, to this Rosey of yours." He says, voice much colder than Brianna's.