Somehow, when he stepped out and looked at the guy, he realized he wasn't from here, either. He didn't entirely lower his hand but he let it go a bit lax, not planning on throwing the knife.
"You're not from around here?" He paused. "You look like you belong here. Did something attack you?"
Mike looked like hell, with blood and a seriously messed up hand. He folded his arms and closed his stance, getting out of an aggressive mode. "There's a vending machine with drinks in here. I was going to find a hammer or something to smash it open. If we find something, you could always use it after we get the drinks."
Because Maraich already had weapons. He might need more in the future but he was good for now.
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"You're not from around here?" He paused. "You look like you belong here. Did something attack you?"
Mike looked like hell, with blood and a seriously messed up hand. He folded his arms and closed his stance, getting out of an aggressive mode. "There's a vending machine with drinks in here. I was going to find a hammer or something to smash it open. If we find something, you could always use it after we get the drinks."
Because Maraich already had weapons. He might need more in the future but he was good for now.