After getting captured, Soaps only concern was whether the hybrid he was in charge of was alive or not. As blood dripped from his lips, an eye swollen shut and ribs screaming in pain, his captors yelled at him. Demanding Information withheld in his mind. When the screams first started, a smile creeped across the Scots face. "Ye've already lost." He lets out a wheezing laugh. "You met the devil and let him live." Their confused looks made him laugh harder as the screams stopped.