[ He makes a little strangled sound as her grip tightens, eyes wide with startled fear. Don't compel any, any murderous robots, of which there are apparently many here— yes, that he can do. Avoidance of a being like this is a good rule to live by.
He lands awkwardly in the dirt, and scrambles just a little, to scoot away from her. Raises a scarred hand to rub at his throat as he catches his breath. ]
Believe me, if we— hh— never meet again, I will be— glad of it.
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He lands awkwardly in the dirt, and scrambles just a little, to scoot away from her. Raises a scarred hand to rub at his throat as he catches his breath. ]
Believe me, if we— hh— never meet again, I will be— glad of it.
[ That's true. ]