[He's there, lurking in the dark though it's hard to make out the shape of him from her vantage. The minor contrast is hard on her one eye, depth perception untrustworthy at this range. Not so for him, she thinks. There would be no mistaking the movement of she chose to reach for her pistol now.
So for her sake (and his and Jack's and, she believes, others), her hands remain loose at her sides.]
I won't fuel this mission of yours. If you want to hurt me, it won't be because I tried to take you down first.
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So for her sake (and his and Jack's and, she believes, others), her hands remain loose at her sides.]
I won't fuel this mission of yours. If you want to hurt me, it won't be because I tried to take you down first.