[Teasing/malicious] " Hah! That man can't bother to admit the blood on his hands for all that he HAS done! Look around you, everyone here want's him gone for the greater and damned good! So let's end him and take our victory!"

[Bitter/annoyed] "Fuckin’ hell… why’d we bring him, anyway. Big guy on a scouting mission when we’re meant to be discreet? We’d be found in a heartbeat with how fucking tall he is."

[Concerned/ Worried. Close to a whisper.] " Shhh, they will hear us. Try to minimalize your movements and control your breathing. I'll see if I can stop the bleeding, just hold on, okay?"

" We need to get out of here, it's not safe for us to stick around. Not with that beast prowling."

[Angry] " How can we trust him? He's a hidden for crying out loud! The thing's we were sent here and ordered to kill to protect OUR OWN! And you're protecting HIM? It's them or us!"

[Rational/calm.] " I do not like violence, though without it I guess there would be no strive for peace and redemption. Everyone here is hurt and starving, we do what we can to survive."