Watching the group suddenly get attacked by something, Andrew turned to the gentleman who wanted to follow. Just as he began to move however, a rather painful surge shot through his hand and instinctively, Andrew slapped his hand as if swatting a bug.
“I trust your judgement more than my own,” Andrew said with a wince, holding out his hand for the young man.
“But there’s no matter if you can’t. It’s painful but we’re on a mission, right?” He said a few seconds after, glancing toward the end of the station, “What’s a bite when we can hopefully stop this?”
“I trust your judgement more than my own,” Andrew said with a wince, holding out his hand for the young man.
“But there’s no matter if you can’t. It’s painful but we’re on a mission, right?” He said a few seconds after, glancing toward the end of the station, “What’s a bite when we can hopefully stop this?”
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