(Calm, concerned, advising)

I sure hope so. I’d advise against going there of all places... You see, the pack that lives there at the other side of the border, they can be quite... how do I put this... threatening.

(insidious, bit sneering)

Well look who decided to show up… the murderer himself. Coming to commit yet another crime? Or getting rid of those who witnessed the last one?

(first tries to calm down, then starts getting slightly hectic/panicked, slow at the last part)

I don’t know. I just... can’t. (stammers) I-I-I... I’ve tried many times, but no matter what or how I try it, the words just won’t come out of my mouth. I... (starts crying) I don’t even know what is going on myself... I... I just... *sniffs* I just want to go home...