"Thales. Let's try out that move the Leader gave us."
The Oshawott strides over and cuts across the man's chest with his shell. Enough to hurt, but not enough to take him down.
"Now we can do this all night, or you can just tell me. Who gave you the job?"
The man grunts at Thales' swipe, and the cuts overlap with the previous ones. He coughs and spits some blood on the floor. "Shame, that's going to stain." You notice his breath smells quite smoky now that he's coughed a bit. "Well, I suppose it's going to be a long night then...