[He steps back, intimidated by this hostility. This attitude, it wasn't like Arcee. Sure she was angry, but she would never get this outwardly harsh. It reminded him a lot of...it reminded him of himself.
He crouched down, trying to appear as nonthreatening as possible. He knew something was going on, but he had such a hard time telling what.]
We are friends...we met here...you...you taught me how to use streets.
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He crouched down, trying to appear as nonthreatening as possible. He knew something was going on, but he had such a hard time telling what.]
We are friends...we met here...you...you taught me how to use streets.