Hotaru
She's the kinda girl that you can never please
Hotaru would equally prefer the former, if only because she would take great joy in weeding out the perpetrator and distributors alike, stretching her old skills as an informant and spy. Regardless, it will require some looking into. It really does show how perfectly Deimos knows her, because he practically pulls that thought straight from her mind to hand it over on a silver platter. Ru brightens immediately, mischief coming to hang on the curled corners of her lips like bloodthirsty embellishments.
"It would be my pleasure," she assures, practically purring with the sentiment. "As Warden - in an official capacity - would you prefer them alive and in the cells, or otherwise dispatched?" She is confident she can achieve both, though she'd certainly prefer the latter.
