The look Murdoc is throwing Peter is one of UTTER BETRAYAL. He's trying to ignore whatever it is he's saying. Feeling guilty won't help him now and backing down isn't an option.
He has a vague idea of where they're headed and he's almost amused by it. He wasn't scared of the forest, but he did not like the idea of being stuck in here with that ridiculous excuse for a man one bit.
He bounces up to his feet when the spell is dropped and starts preening seconds after. He snorts at Bro's comment and glances at him from the corner of his eye, but his gaze is fixed almost entirely on Peter.
"Settle them with fists, eh? You did a damn good job of that, didn't you?"
He folds his arms over his chest, looking unimpressed with the entire situation.
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He has a vague idea of where they're headed and he's almost amused by it. He wasn't scared of the forest, but he did not like the idea of being stuck in here with that ridiculous excuse for a man one bit.
He bounces up to his feet when the spell is dropped and starts preening seconds after. He snorts at Bro's comment and glances at him from the corner of his eye, but his gaze is fixed almost entirely on Peter.
"Settle them with fists, eh? You did a damn good job of that, didn't you?"
He folds his arms over his chest, looking unimpressed with the entire situation.