[ Their eyes widen, hearing that word — friends — genuinely seeming blindsided by it. With the brazen way the man had admitted he planned on killing others, they'd thought he'd probably just try to kill them, too, if they ever became enemies. It'd be the necessary thing to do, in a war of the scale everyone around them seems to be implying there is. So why...? ]
How... can you say that to me? [ A faint disbelief colors their tone, but against their will, their face flushes a bit at the suggestion - they're really not used to being offered friendship so readily. It's not that they're opposed, but they can hardly believe it. Their apparent shyness following his proposal grows with each passing moment, it seems, and their voice is quiet when they continue, murmuring bashfully: ] You've barely met me...
[ They could betray him. They might try to kill him in turn. So why? Surely, there can't be anything about them that would inspire such mercy or kindness - frankly, they feel they probably earn the opposite in their actions, at least based on track record. ]
no subject
How... can you say that to me? [ A faint disbelief colors their tone, but against their will, their face flushes a bit at the suggestion - they're really not used to being offered friendship so readily. It's not that they're opposed, but they can hardly believe it. Their apparent shyness following his proposal grows with each passing moment, it seems, and their voice is quiet when they continue, murmuring bashfully: ] You've barely met me...
[ They could betray him. They might try to kill him in turn. So why? Surely, there can't be anything about them that would inspire such mercy or kindness - frankly, they feel they probably earn the opposite in their actions, at least based on track record. ]