[Gunfire is entirely unexpected, and A2 can't help the way she flinches at the sound of it, familiar and unwanted, already trying to jerk her head in order to follow the direction of the noise. She sees him come into view, this strange man... creature, and while the weapon is rudimentary, by YoRHa standards, archaic, his aim is fairly good.
He's strong too, whatever he is, and pulls her forward and away from the offending slime much more easily than she's expected. She pulls from his grip by wary instinct, trying to make sense of what she's looking at, and not being able to.]
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He's strong too, whatever he is, and pulls her forward and away from the offending slime much more easily than she's expected. She pulls from his grip by wary instinct, trying to make sense of what she's looking at, and not being able to.]
I'm... [a slight delay.] fine. We need to go.