<blockquote><div><cite>Dream Evil wrote:</cite>Terrence instinctively went for his own gun when she drew hers.  But he didn't take his from it's holster.<br/>Partly because he sensed she wouldn't use it on him, and that the speed of which she drew the weapon.  It was breath-taking, he could have sworn that she was a gunslinger.<br/>But he was none too happy.<br/>"I was only trying to help.  A little bit of human compassion goes a long way.  Well, I guess we all know where the fucking love has gone."<br/>Terrence granted her one glare before he decided to walk ahead of her.</div></blockquote>