"Besides, Young Master..." Lucious continued the conversation, his tone steady but carrying a sharp edge. "...those people—the two you dealt with back there—they're sinners anyway. They deserved death long before you stepped into their lives."
"...The fact that they're still breathing is already more mercy than they deserve."
Cassius glanced at him, his crimson eyes narrowing slightly in thought. He didn't reply immediately, letting Lucious's words settle in the air between them.
"Especially that man, Edmund." Lucious continued, his voice dipping lower, almost conspiratorial. "It's dangerous to let a snake like him roam free. You've humiliated him, and he's burning with revenge. People like that are unpredictable. They'll lash out when you least expect it." He turned his gaze to Cassius, his usually soft features hardening with an unsettling resolve. "If you say the word, my lord, I can finish him off. Quietly. Cleanly...No one would ever know."
