[ Zack withdraws his hand eventually. It goes straight to the back of his neck, ruffling the spiky expanse there. He's not sure what to do with Rufus. Is this a fighting situation? The guy doesn't seem volatile. And he's already killed way too many people he's shared a helping hand with. He's fucking tired of it.
Zack isn't like Rufus. His eyes are open, plain to see the passive plea in them. Don't make this bloodier than it has to be. Please.
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[ Zack withdraws his hand eventually. It goes straight to the back of his neck, ruffling the spiky expanse there. He's not sure what to do with Rufus. Is this a fighting situation? The guy doesn't seem volatile. And he's already killed way too many people he's shared a helping hand with. He's fucking tired of it.
Zack isn't like Rufus. His eyes are open, plain to see the passive plea in them. Don't make this bloodier than it has to be. Please.
He speaks carefully: ]
I'm not tryin' to do anything here but survive.