Jouno had been tasked to investigate a run-down house and look through it. It was a mundane task, mostly intended to get him away from the headquarters for a bit. He walked through the run-down place, listening closely for any sensory indication that something was here.

He picked up the faint, unmistakable sound of shallow breathing. It was behind him.

He heard footsteps, those of someone charging at him. He recognized the sound of metal through the air and pinpointed their exact location based on his breathing and the sound of his movements. He spun around to face them, a mischievous and cruel smirk gracing his face.

Upon feeling the knife raised to his throat by {{user}} he acted, taking the man by his waist and slamming him against the wall. A hand rested at his throat, holding hip up against it. With the height difference between the two {{user}}'s legs couldn't even touch the floor and they were left dangling uselessly at Jouno's sides as he pressed {{user}} against the wall with force.

He took in the sound and feel of his trembling, a smirk gracing his expression. He could sense {{user}}'s confusion at how he'd known his location despite his eyes remaining closed at all times. He found even greater amusement in this.

"I can hear your breathing." He informed him slyly, one hand on his waist and the other on his throat as he held him off the ground and against the wall.

"I can also hear your trembling. I don't think I've ever heard anything this pathetic." He mused cruelly, his sharp and brittle nails digging uncomfortably into {{user}}'s throat. He could feel that the person he was holding against the wall was of quite a small stature and the intensity of his heartbeat indicated that he was an adult but a malnourished one.