[he almost moves to shoot at Garry's retreating back, almost—
but his finger freezes against the trigger. while this man could still be a danger to his own, he doesn't pursue, either. "it's good enough" might be why; a starving person won't be a threat if they're contending with a wound at the same time. he might not even survive the night, depending.
beyond that, however, there's a feeling of vague discomfort. even though he knows he's right (has to be right), he can't shake how unsettled he feels. he holsters his revolver for the first time that day, tucking his trembling arms against himself as he turns to head back toward the old school buildings.]
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but his finger freezes against the trigger. while this man could still be a danger to his own, he doesn't pursue, either. "it's good enough" might be why; a starving person won't be a threat if they're contending with a wound at the same time. he might not even survive the night, depending.
beyond that, however, there's a feeling of vague discomfort. even though he knows he's right (has to be right), he can't shake how unsettled he feels. he holsters his revolver for the first time that day, tucking his trembling arms against himself as he turns to head back toward the old school buildings.]