[ If he's starting to sound like he's done with this conversation, it's probably because he is. He's had less sleep than he'd like and hasn't eaten in longer than he should go between meals. He's exhausted.
But there's a piece of information in there that's crucial enough that it makes him frown. She's still insisting he's following her and considering he lives here? He knows that's not true. So eventually he lowers that pistol but doesn't put it away. He knows better. ]
[ More pissed at himself than anything for giving up that information, he rolls his eyes and shakes his head, glances around because this isn't the safest place even outside of her standing here. He'd found that out pretty quick.
Gaze snapping back to her again, his jaw tightens and he gives her an expectant look. So now you know, time to leave. ]
[She doesn't want a fight either, and her eyes drift towards the gun at his side again as she starts to walk away. Making sure he won't just shoot her as soon as her back is to him. As soon as she's out of sight, the adrenaline starts to wear off and, she realizes how close she came to getting shot. Again.]
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[He’s the one that’s been following her around and yet he’s telling her to back off?]
You’re the one following me! You’re the one threatening me to watch my back. I haven’t done anything to you.
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[ If he's starting to sound like he's done with this conversation, it's probably because he is. He's had less sleep than he'd like and hasn't eaten in longer than he should go between meals. He's exhausted.
But there's a piece of information in there that's crucial enough that it makes him frown. She's still insisting he's following her and considering he lives here? He knows that's not true. So eventually he lowers that pistol but doesn't put it away. He knows better. ]
You feelin' less threatened now, Princess?
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[The gears are shifting in her head as she looks around. The houses around here look rough, but--]
You live here?
[It would make some sense as to why he’s telling her to unlearn how she found this place. Watching as he lowers the gun, Skye’s eyes meet his again.]
Not really, no.
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Gaze snapping back to her again, his jaw tightens and he gives her an expectant look. So now you know, time to leave. ]
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[She doesn't want a fight either, and her eyes drift towards the gun at his side again as she starts to walk away. Making sure he won't just shoot her as soon as her back is to him. As soon as she's out of sight, the adrenaline starts to wear off and, she realizes how close she came to getting shot. Again.]