[Magnet's hackles raise, prompting an uneasy feeling to hit Manabu and give him reason to slow to a stop and listen. the feeling of eyes on him is one thing, but he's getting the feeling of danger from the area.
as he starts to look around, his hand falls to the holstered pistol on his hip.
quietly:] ...What's out there, Magnet? [he's answered with a low growl.]
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as he starts to look around, his hand falls to the holstered pistol on his hip.
quietly:] ...What's out there, Magnet? [he's answered with a low growl.]