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((OOC: Zell may show messages to Jim Hawkins. If you do not want Jim to see/know, then please let me know.))

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[heroproceeding]

It's hard to say... [ And honestly makes him feel something between curious and just plain uneasy. She showed him something... but then she had been acting strange. So strange that day. He didn't have to talk with her personally to get that impression. The conversations he had read, well. They had told him enough.

He peels his hand away, but it's only so he can cross his arms in thought as he looks out to the distance. ] I'd just be more careful next time. When things go haywire like that, you never know what's gonna happen.

[ Like with the tablets that one time... ]

[swatsflies]

Next time, I'll get off as soon as something seems off. Especially if weird shit is already happening.

[Sadly, as much as he means it now, he probably won't follow through with this. Whoops.]

I'll be more careful.

[heroproceeding]

You better be. I mean I can handle a hit like that. But you end up catching the wrong guy off guard like that... It won't be pretty, you know?

[ As much as he doesn't intend to scare Zell, well. They gotta be realistic, too. And the fact of the matter is if it'd been Jim... Well.

It's a good thing it wasn't. It makes his eyes flicker for a moment in a passing thought but- no. Not the time. Not in such a small house. Which might be why instead he starts back into the house... if not reaching out to pat his shoulder in the midst of his stride. ] Take care of him.

[ There's a weight in those words like there's something more. But he's already ducking back inside to join the others. ]