[Well, this girl certainly doesn't seem to like his big catch. No matter. Loz actually was trying to get this overgrown carcass over towards the camp but got too tired along the way. Sporting a wounded shoulder and attempting to carry something that weighs about four times more than him is a recipe for disaster. Loz sort of wish he never tried since he's certain that he reopened his wounds but dammit, everyone should know he battled an enormous snake and won.]
Eh...? [He eyes the girl hesitantly once she approaches with a raised brow. The redhead is nothing like Leanne, the blond gunner who helped him take out the serpent. Leanne is a pretty tough chick and it was her idea with the grenade that helped him take this bad boy out.]
Oh, this? [Loz points to his shoulder.] Just a scratch if anything.
[He's lying yet again to save face here. That snake took a bite out of him before it finally died.]
I'm not afraid of something that is dead, [ she responds evenly, because at least that much is true — that, and people are often the worse snakes than those found in nature, even those that are monstrous like this dead one.
she gives her head a small shake, lifts her eyes from the carcass to meet his. ]
I am alright. I was merely surprised. Did you kill it yourself? The beast?
[ warriors often like to speak of their kill, she has found. and the longer he speaks, the longer she has to assess how to best navigate this situation. he is large, and intimidating... yet his manner reminds her of the Hound, somehow. ]
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Eh...? [He eyes the girl hesitantly once she approaches with a raised brow. The redhead is nothing like Leanne, the blond gunner who helped him take out the serpent. Leanne is a pretty tough chick and it was her idea with the grenade that helped him take this bad boy out.]
Oh, this? [Loz points to his shoulder.] Just a scratch if anything.
[He's lying yet again to save face here. That snake took a bite out of him before it finally died.]
Are you okay? Afraid of snakes?
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More like she's afraid of HIM.]no subject
she gives her head a small shake, lifts her eyes from the carcass to meet his. ]
I am alright. I was merely surprised. Did you kill it yourself? The beast?
[ warriors often like to speak of their kill, she has found. and the longer he speaks, the longer she has to assess how to best navigate this situation. he is large, and intimidating... yet his manner reminds her of the Hound, somehow. ]