Ito Kizumi
The ninja winced at the girl's words, though it was hard to tell if he suddenly turned angry or was like that all along. "Tch. You expect me to believe something like that? Grow up." He dismissed her, or at least, its what he'd have liked to do, but something about the way he was looking at the corpses made it clear there was more to it than that.
"If you are telling the truth, this isn't good. Damn, why do you brats always keep roping me into problems I want nothing to do with..." He cursed and kicked a rock off his path. In the end, he cursed his uselessness at not being able to do anything about this. Living or dead, butchered meat still required a butcher. Was that all there was to him? Pathetic.
He should've been faster. If he had known, he'd have been able to save them. At the very least, he'd let their remains rest peacefully.
"Well, if you're done here, I won't tell you to stick around. Scram, I've got bodies to dig." He said, grabbing hold of one of them before trying to assemble them in one spot. This might take some time.
After the task was done, the former assassin went back the way he came without much trouble. During the whole burial, his expression had been silent, without any trace of anger or sorrow. He was used to corpses already, but he felt that for a man like him to live, the least he could do was respect the dead. Besides, he had no complaints. Dirty work like this suited trash like him just fine.
But his calm expression turned grave and angry when he came back only to find her the same place he left her. Seriously, was he supposed to babysit her or something?
"I told you to scram. You don't belong here." He sounded upset at the fact she stuck around, like he just saw something in a place that didn't suit it in the first place. But even barely knowing her, he could tell she was the sort who wouldn't listen no matter how much he complained.
"Whatever. It's your life, your choice." He finally gave up, or maybe he didn't want to fight this possibility from the get go. But then, his eyes shifted to the other side of the tunnel. It seemed they had company.
Just great.
Costin
The dog grinned peevishly. "Hmmmm, that makes me the boss though doesn't it? Ha, not that I mind. Just don't expect me to take your complaints missy, you could have stopped this. Muhahahahaha!"
And so she led the useful holy girl along, casually chatting some more about stupid and useless things she felt like talking about. Ah, right! She remembered seeing them earlier, kinda forgot about that already. But shoot, if they looked just about done, that meant that her zombies...
Oh well. No point in shedding tears now. She'd find sturdier bodies to make her boy band with, and then she'd take the world by storm! If they couldn't handle this much, then they probably wouldn't be able to make good music to begin with.
"Yo!" She called the two bozos out, holding her paw out like she was waving despite her canine form.
