[Brian has to laugh, backing up a few steps from the carnage and setting his bag down on the ground. In a wide scale battle, or against one of these things determined to kill him, he'd probably be toast - or at least in serious trouble.
Picking a fight yourself was another story entirely, though he still felt on edge enough to be continually glancing around, making sure he kept track of where everything was, even as he laughed. Paranoia and enjoyment didn't need to be mutually exclusive in his book.]
We'll have to pick up some new ones for you on the way back to the hotel, honey, [he says, mimicking a concerned 1950's housewife with decent skill.]
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Picking a fight yourself was another story entirely, though he still felt on edge enough to be continually glancing around, making sure he kept track of where everything was, even as he laughed. Paranoia and enjoyment didn't need to be mutually exclusive in his book.]
We'll have to pick up some new ones for you on the way back to the hotel, honey, [he says, mimicking a concerned 1950's housewife with decent skill.]