[When would a makara ever be okay?


He smiles hopeful at the initial reaction, then frowns as he is brought to think a little hard. He closes his eyes, breathing deep as he feels the world around him.]

I can tell the people apart, for no one feels exactly alike. I may trace who fears the murderer and how. Even if they fear themselves, it will not feel the same as if another was fearing them.

[His eyes blink open.] My range ain't so wide. I will still require searching alongside you, brother.