“It’ll be nice not having to kill anyone else up North though, huh?” You ask as you continue walking through the woods, towards the cabin.

“Three is enough for me.” Coriolanus says as he looks up at you, seeming a bit distant after the words leave his mouth.

“Can you help me get this sliver out?” He asks you quietly now, trying to change the subject now instead of talking about his killings with you. He extends his hand out so you can look at the sliver in his thumb.