.... Oh.[ A little whistle of a sound, like someone still stuck in their stun who's just been told that apparently the weather's going to be wonderful tomorrow and there'll be a bake-sale in the town square. Sure, he's a god. Or was a god. Part of one? How can you be part of a god? ] Yeah. Yeah, I think that— that probably explains... um, a lot.
[ Like, she doesn't know exactly what gods are supposed to look like. But, well— some people think the Darkwalker might be a god and while he— John— he doesn't look exactly like the Darkwalker, there's— okay, yeah. He's kind of... scary...
And he's offering her a piece of sweater for her hands and Kate's stunned for a long moment before she accepts it. ]
... Thank you.
[ She follows the way he looks. ]
... Yeah. I, uh— [ She raises her hand, turns her wrist to show him the flare gun. ] Kinda just— um, in the face?
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[ Like, she doesn't know exactly what gods are supposed to look like. But, well— some people think the Darkwalker might be a god and while he— John— he doesn't look exactly like the Darkwalker, there's— okay, yeah. He's kind of... scary...
And he's offering her a piece of sweater for her hands and Kate's stunned for a long moment before she accepts it. ]
... Thank you.
[ She follows the way he looks. ]
... Yeah. I, uh— [ She raises her hand, turns her wrist to show him the flare gun. ] Kinda just— um, in the face?
I... I left it. I can't, uh— move it?