[ It took a few seconds of Roxas giving the brunet a skeptical look before hanging his head as he resigned himself to this rather unusual situation. It was either just sit here and die, or let this unusual hunter help him out.
He drew his hand back from his injured side to reveal the gash, one that surely would have killed a human by now. His gaze fell to the other teen cautiously, a part of him waiting for that inevitable stake thrust into his chest or his head sliced clean off by a weapon without warning. ]
There. Think it's something you can handle?
[ One couldn't blame him for being skeptical, having spent years being hunted and treated like a monster. He hadn't really met any normal people or anyone who treated him with any level of real respect or courtesy. ]
You're an odd one. Can't say I've ever met a hunter who wanted to help me.
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He drew his hand back from his injured side to reveal the gash, one that surely would have killed a human by now. His gaze fell to the other teen cautiously, a part of him waiting for that inevitable stake thrust into his chest or his head sliced clean off by a weapon without warning. ]
There. Think it's something you can handle?
[ One couldn't blame him for being skeptical, having spent years being hunted and treated like a monster. He hadn't really met any normal people or anyone who treated him with any level of real respect or courtesy. ]
You're an odd one. Can't say I've ever met a hunter who wanted to help me.