He should run away right now. Just turn and run and let someone else deal with this. The fucking palm trees are better equipped to deal with this shit than Cook is right now. But despite the good solid logic supporting running away and the base self-interest supporting protecting himself, Cook feels something drag at his chest when he looks at her.
"Much as anybody, I'd wager." Taking slow steps towards her so as not to startle her, Cook starts to drop his hands. "I'll try to help you out, alright? Maybe we can go find you some better clothes, answer some questions. But you gotta promise me something, alright?"
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He should run away right now. Just turn and run and let someone else deal with this. The fucking palm trees are better equipped to deal with this shit than Cook is right now. But despite the good solid logic supporting running away and the base self-interest supporting protecting himself, Cook feels something drag at his chest when he looks at her.
"Much as anybody, I'd wager." Taking slow steps towards her so as not to startle her, Cook starts to drop his hands. "I'll try to help you out, alright? Maybe we can go find you some better clothes, answer some questions. But you gotta promise me something, alright?"