He doesn't have to warn her, he knows - or some part of him knows. She's a survivor, and she's had to claw her way through some impossible shit to get to where she is now. Some scrawny guy with a knife won't be enough to put her down. But all it takes is one lucky hit, and it'll be over for both of them.
In more ways than one.
"Woah, woah, hey." He starts backing up, now watching that knife far more intently. "You're not Alex, okay? You're not him. And I'm sorry. I sorry I couldn't - "
His throat works silently for several seconds before he can force the words out.
"I'm sorry I messed up. I'm sorry I keep messing up. I should've done more, I know."
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He doesn't have to warn her, he knows - or some part of him knows. She's a survivor, and she's had to claw her way through some impossible shit to get to where she is now. Some scrawny guy with a knife won't be enough to put her down. But all it takes is one lucky hit, and it'll be over for both of them.
In more ways than one.
"Woah, woah, hey." He starts backing up, now watching that knife far more intently. "You're not Alex, okay? You're not him. And I'm sorry. I sorry I couldn't - "
His throat works silently for several seconds before he can force the words out.
"I'm sorry I messed up. I'm sorry I keep messing up. I should've done more, I know."