Right. [And he does let himself react a little to that, but only a little. His mouth tightens, thins briefly to a line, brow creasing slightly. Nothing that would necessarily communicate active upset.]
He'd somehow corralled a pack of wild dogs in the CES. In one of the more regularly repeating programs at the time... there were certain unique circumstances a few months ago that allowed that to happen. He tracked two people to the door, quietly stole their weapons, and faked a distress call to send them into the path of the dogs. One survived... the other didn't.
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He'd somehow corralled a pack of wild dogs in the CES. In one of the more regularly repeating programs at the time... there were certain unique circumstances a few months ago that allowed that to happen. He tracked two people to the door, quietly stole their weapons, and faked a distress call to send them into the path of the dogs. One survived... the other didn't.