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@sweetroII
“Oh trust me, I've had my fair share of cannibals in a wasteland of my own. I am /NOT/ one of them. I take it people aren't too friendly around yer parts, huh?”
He took note of the pause, then the sharp clacks, clinks, and her furrowed brows. His violet eyes, still having that death stare from underneath his balaclava. He adjusts his FAST helmet. Pushing himself up, the servos to his mechanical arm audibly whirring.
“I don't eat people, sweetheart.”
His southern accent was MUCH more noticeable now.
“I kill the fuckers who eat 'em. I kill animals and eat 'em. Either way, whatever you're thinkin'. I ain't go goshdarn freak. I'm someone who cares about humanity. Just here to offer some help, thas' all.”