While Wise focused on the crime scene, Emily kept an eye on their strange companion. He was just as much a part of the mystery at this point. As a result, Emily noticed the way his eyes shifted, and kept her quiet surprise to herself. When he sniffed the air, he reminded her of a hunter. It wasn't the strangest thing she'd ever seen, but it did lend credence to her suspicions.
“It's a possibility,” she allowed for Wise's question. Figuring out what that information might be would allow them to build a case for a motive. Looking down at the body, she made an impassive noise. It was gruesome, but the sight didn't hit her in the gut like it used to. She composed her thoughts in a steady, matter-of-fact tone. “From the severity of the injuries, I suspect this was personal. I'd want to start with interviewing his friends.”
“It's a possibility,” she allowed for Wise's question. Figuring out what that information might be would allow them to build a case for a motive. Looking down at the body, she made an impassive noise. It was gruesome, but the sight didn't hit her in the gut like it used to. She composed her thoughts in a steady, matter-of-fact tone. “From the severity of the injuries, I suspect this was personal. I'd want to start with interviewing his friends.”