He stood, moving quietly through the exhibit. One of his girls trailed behind him as he toured. He was quiet, the reflection upon his face as he reviewed the technology, slowly moving into the torture exhibit. He smirked lightly as he went from one display to the next, reading the details, eyes examning the devices themselves.

He sensed the change in the girl as the level of terror washed through her as her own eyes gazed at some of the devices.