[ He pats her pile in what he hopes is a comforting manner before stooping to grab a stack of materials himself. As he gathers as much as he can in his arms, something seems to flash by in the corner of his eye. When he turns his head to look, he sees nothing. Maybe it was just his imagination...
Still, it won't hurt to speed things up a bit. He starts for an escape vehicle. ]
Don't worry, miss. I already feel a lot better having you around!
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Still, it won't hurt to speed things up a bit. He starts for an escape vehicle. ]
Don't worry, miss. I already feel a lot better having you around!
[ Is this actually true? WHO KNOWS ]