a time when his mask would come in handy, but she's just some girl with no apparent combat skill. he shouldn't have any problems, unless she has friends who'll take matters into their hands. his paranoia pricks at the back of his neck, head turning away before his eyes do.
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a time when his mask would come in handy, but she's just some girl with no apparent combat skill. he shouldn't have any problems, unless she has friends who'll take matters into their hands. his paranoia pricks at the back of his neck, head turning away before his eyes do.
and he's retreating, like he said he would.
HE'LL WIND UP IN JAIL LATER, DW SHERYL.)