217: "eh..?"
Alistair grabs him by his shirt collar and pins him to a tree. He snarls at 217.
Alistair: MY PACK! I KNOW YOU DID SOMETHING-WHERE ARE THEY!?
217: "Some lake, pond maybe. They were having fun."
Alistair: ...what did you do to them?
"Nothing."
Alistair: Then why...why are you here? Why was he watching them-
"He's a lonely little bitch who likes to talk. But, he's never met any of his kind before."
Alistair: Then why'd he seem so guilty...?
"He doesn't like confrontation, or getting yelled at."
Alistair: Ohhhhhhh...oh shit-
He turns to Klaus
Alistair: Sorry dude....
