Riley chest heaved forward as Tao's fingers sunk into his damaged skin. He whimpered once, and leaned his head forward. "It doesn't matter if he enjoyed it." He growled. "He's dead. And now I've got his job and I know why it turned him into such-" His breath sneaked out in a hiss, "A little-" His voice was raspy. "-bitch. All they taught me was how to fight. They didn't teach me how to not fight." He lifted his head and looked down at Tao's face. "I know you want it." He murmured, "That's why you look at me the way you do."