Oops, my bad. I guess I didn't read closely enough. Ok, change of story and a few minor character traits. He now has only concealed knives for weapons, and he isn't silent.
Kot Kun'hall sat listening to the constant yammering of the people assembled around him. They were talking about the demise of their former associate, client, partner, whatever. It was different for all of them.
He tuned back into the conversation, once again glancing at the "bug" that the dancer had undoubtedly had placed there. They were discussing whether they wanted her dead or alive.
He could care less, he got paid either way.
Without warning, he whipped one of his knives out and sent it through the "bug". A perfect bullseye.
"What was that for?" One of the conspirators asked. "You just put a hole in my wall!"
So it was the owner.
"I could call the authorities on you!" he threated.
Kot ejected the small knife from his gauntlet, catching the handle. He charged forward, slamming the complainer into the wall, holding the knife up to his throat.
"Yes, you can...but you won't."
Kot slid the knife back into his gauntlet. He walked out of the room.
"I'm going to her hotel to slot her, if you don't want me to kill her, comm me."
With that, he left. He walked out of the arena and started toward Jaylah's hotel.