[ He flashes his teeth again. He isn't brandishing the knife, just holding it ready in his hand. He's wearing sap gloves, too, but not everyone knows what they are. Precautions. Everyone in proximity is a threat to him and his.
But the thing is, these people are his teammates. Supposedly. And there is a mission to complete.
That matters more. All he has to do is survive these people. ]
Sure I don't. We're all going to sing kumbaya around the fire.
We're here to do a job. [ His voice hardens: he's a goddamn professional, and he will see this shit through. ] That's all.
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But the thing is, these people are his teammates. Supposedly. And there is a mission to complete.
That matters more. All he has to do is survive these people. ]
Sure I don't. We're all going to sing kumbaya around the fire.
We're here to do a job. [ His voice hardens: he's a goddamn professional, and he will see this shit through. ] That's all.