There was no way he could get to his gun, even if he'd wanted to. She was dangerous, but she was also frightened, and not just of him. He could see it, that fear reflected in her eyes. Fear that he'd felt himself, countless times.
If she lashed out at him, he knew that it would hurt her, as much as it did him. Well, okay, maybe not physically.
"I heard you. I was coming down the street, on my way home, and I thought I could help, but it looks like I didn't need to," he said calmly, his hands still held where she could see them. "You told them to stop, but they didn't. It's okay, that wasn't your fault."
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There was no way he could get to his gun, even if he'd wanted to. She was dangerous, but she was also frightened, and not just of him. He could see it, that fear reflected in her eyes. Fear that he'd felt himself, countless times.
If she lashed out at him, he knew that it would hurt her, as much as it did him. Well, okay, maybe not physically.
"I heard you. I was coming down the street, on my way home, and I thought I could help, but it looks like I didn't need to," he said calmly, his hands still held where she could see them. "You told them to stop, but they didn't. It's okay, that wasn't your fault."