" Perhaps... Or perhaps you are just a human..One with a depth of hatred and betrayal unknown to most. "

The male shrugged eating his own share.

" Then again... What do I know, I cannot deny who I am. "

The grunt he made as he offered the plate of meats to the other, a soft one. Clearly the Oni didn't consider himself kind, perhaps even this was just a habit.

" I see no shame on your face. Only a scowl, you have no horns, no fangs, no tusk. "

( Once applied, it stung for a momment before it seemed to numb the area of the burn. )

" Appearance? I have meet a handful of Onryo, you lack there visage. Just holdin' the scent. "

The lack of a plan did cause pause, but in truth, the man wouldn't push. Instead taking out a dull knife and begining to cut the meat up, knocking it onto a plate.

" All people are monsters. "

" An' if you live? If ya kill em all? "

An honest question, one that was followed by clanking noises as he dug a few wooden plates, clearly hand carved from his bags.

" Ya smell like an Onryo, but ya also reek of human. But killin' em won' kill that pain, nothin' will. "

The Oni would hold his nose as that secondary scent did come through in the others words. Grunting a bit.

" Yes... it reeks. But... who'm I to judge. 'M as monster too. "

Flipping the chunk of meat with his bare hands he wouldnt even flinch from the heat.

" Four though.. that seems doable. "

" You aren' like other humans. "

Laying the large slab of meat onto the warm rock he'd hum as it began to sizzle, enjoying the scent.

" Fearless? No... no... yer so full o' hate ya don' feel other things do ya?
Hate for what though... "

" You'll be an inconvenience when I tell ya. "

The huff of almost smoke from his nose made the tall figure almost look bigger.

" Ya don' smell like fear, so yer welcome here. "

Now digging in the near by soil he'd begin to take a hunk of meat from the ground wrapped in cloth to keep it cool.