Alan lifts a hand, and the end of the cigar finally catches, puffing into life.
Far be it from him to guess why the stranger he's been caught with wants a smoke at a time like this — but at a time like this, it seems cruel to deny the request.
Alan's certain that he could escape, if need be. It's just not a plan that would involve anyone else's survival.
"They're hungry," He comments, like no one else in their little search party has noticed. Behind them, a nervous-looking farmer brandishes her pitchfork up towards the sparks in an imitation of bravery. Another volunteer pales like he's about to faint. "But she's scared. They'll rush anyone who runs. She'll only go for the biggest threat."
He scratches at the back of his head with a shrug. It's a proposal.
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Far be it from him to guess why the stranger he's been caught with wants a smoke at a time like this — but at a time like this, it seems cruel to deny the request.
Alan's certain that he could escape, if need be. It's just not a plan that would involve anyone else's survival.
"They're hungry," He comments, like no one else in their little search party has noticed. Behind them, a nervous-looking farmer brandishes her pitchfork up towards the sparks in an imitation of bravery. Another volunteer pales like he's about to faint. "But she's scared. They'll rush anyone who runs. She'll only go for the biggest threat."
He scratches at the back of his head with a shrug. It's a proposal.