His teeth set to trap his tongue from saying anything that might betray his irritation, expression blanking. He's less concerned with whatever game Midori thinks he's playing (with him?) and more with the other man's apparent intent to make a potentially bad situation worse. The doctor is far too bright to not understand Lavi's aim, he's just too damn stubborn not to follow along.
Such, he supposes, is the price he has to pay to get these supplies.
Very well.
The shadowed figures rise, the smaller of the two trembling slightly--another addict--as their dirty faces come into view. A man and a woman, both malnourished and weakened with the lack of sunlight, flash their teeth in feral warning, gangly bodies bowing out towards the two killjoys in threat.
Thoughtlessly, Lavi drops his supplies and moves himself in front of Midori, as much protecting the other killjoy from their would-be robbers as he is protecting them from Midori.
"G-give me what you have!" the man rasps, swinging a crude shiv towards the pair. The woman behind him looks as if she's both hiding behind his back and providing support so he can stand.
There's no question that Lavi could turn the tables with force, but he's still of the mind to handle things peacefully. They're just desperate people. Lavi holds his hands up, open palms, to show he means no threat, and prays to the trees that Midori doesn't make good on his threat about a massacre today. ]
We can't do that, friend. We have to take these to the uncles or a lot of people are going to suffer.
lmk if this is okay!
His teeth set to trap his tongue from saying anything that might betray his irritation, expression blanking. He's less concerned with whatever game Midori thinks he's playing (with him?) and more with the other man's apparent intent to make a potentially bad situation worse. The doctor is far too bright to not understand Lavi's aim, he's just too damn stubborn not to follow along.
Such, he supposes, is the price he has to pay to get these supplies.
Very well.
The shadowed figures rise, the smaller of the two trembling slightly--another addict--as their dirty faces come into view. A man and a woman, both malnourished and weakened with the lack of sunlight, flash their teeth in feral warning, gangly bodies bowing out towards the two killjoys in threat.
Thoughtlessly, Lavi drops his supplies and moves himself in front of Midori, as much protecting the other killjoy from their would-be robbers as he is protecting them from Midori.
"G-give me what you have!" the man rasps, swinging a crude shiv towards the pair. The woman behind him looks as if she's both hiding behind his back and providing support so he can stand.
There's no question that Lavi could turn the tables with force, but he's still of the mind to handle things peacefully. They're just desperate people. Lavi holds his hands up, open palms, to show he means no threat, and prays to the trees that Midori doesn't make good on his threat about a massacre today. ]
We can't do that, friend. We have to take these to the uncles or a lot of people are going to suffer.