[Let's see you not be scared. He knows you, Reeser. He knows that scared is what you do.]
I'm sure you'd love that, [he spits out the words, along with flecks of wet ash. He stops a small distance away - not because he's rethinking any bad intentions, but because if he comes too close it'd all just be over much too quickly. And he's not here to end things. Not quickly. Quick endings are a mercy.]
That's your idea of a cure-all, isn't it? Just hug it out. That must solve everything.
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I'm sure you'd love that, [he spits out the words, along with flecks of wet ash. He stops a small distance away - not because he's rethinking any bad intentions, but because if he comes too close it'd all just be over much too quickly. And he's not here to end things. Not quickly. Quick endings are a mercy.]
That's your idea of a cure-all, isn't it? Just hug it out. That must solve everything.
[He is too close to dodge.]