They would with this. They want you to know what happens if you try to run.
[The words come out like sandpaper over gravel, all harsh and raked over and painful. He doesn't think about how it sounds or how much he should temper it. Slaver scum don't deserve the courtesy of softened words even secondhand.
Some day, he'll come to realize the tragic irony in that thought.
The fact that this is so up in the air, questionable and sudden makes him believe the answer is no. He knows what that feels like, the sick dread attached to the movement of a dormant grenade moving about through the bloodstream, just waiting g for the right moment, and that one wrong mistake.
The relief is thankless.]
This is rushed. We look like easy money.
[Too sudden and poorly planned; these slavers take minimal precaution, in comparison anyway, to protect their "stock". They're reckless. He can work with this.
no subject
[The words come out like sandpaper over gravel, all harsh and raked over and painful. He doesn't think about how it sounds or how much he should temper it. Slaver scum don't deserve the courtesy of softened words even secondhand.
Some day, he'll come to realize the tragic irony in that thought.
The fact that this is so up in the air, questionable and sudden makes him believe the answer is no. He knows what that feels like, the sick dread attached to the movement of a dormant grenade moving about through the bloodstream, just waiting g for the right moment, and that one wrong mistake.
The relief is thankless.]
This is rushed. We look like easy money.
[Too sudden and poorly planned; these slavers take minimal precaution, in comparison anyway, to protect their "stock". They're reckless. He can work with this.
Hopefully.]
We can use that.
[I think.]