'I was taught to be strong.' Moot said her green eyes did not flicker from the horrible gruesome sight before her. 'A true demon never sheds a tear, that's what Stick used to tell me after he beat me up.' She was crying, a single glistening tear. 'I'm crying.' She was amazed she could manage anything so soft and gentle. 'You made me cry.' Anger now, terrible seething anger. 'I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!' Rage. Moot, an interesting character. Four walls were made through her life and four must crumble before she can find what who she is and do what she was born to do. Walls and scars and anger can not hide everything and they will dry no tears.