[ The muscle in Scout's arm coils as his fist flexes, but goes limp just as soon as he hears and recognizes Spy. ]
Ah, crap...
[ So that's why it feels like his head got rolled over by a train. He throws his free arm over his eyes, a little melodramatic but it helps block the searing light. ]
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Ah, crap...
[ So that's why it feels like his head got rolled over by a train. He throws his free arm over his eyes, a little melodramatic but it helps block the searing light. ]
'least I got him...