[Asher ducks as soon as the bandit pulls his gun out, cowering feebly beneath his own arms. He may talk big, but this place scares him, hell, space scares him. The sound frightens him, as this is only his second time hearing gunfire, too close for anyone to be comfortable.
How could anyone ever get used to this?
Wincing, he rises back up again right when Jason cracks the other guy's wrist, praying that he'll somehow forget how that sounded. Asher's mouth hangs open before he bites his lip, trying to focus his attention on their current witness.]
Have you seen anything like... Small, squarish, metallic, about yay big?
[He gestures vaguely with his hands, forming something like a square.]
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How could anyone ever get used to this?
Wincing, he rises back up again right when Jason cracks the other guy's wrist, praying that he'll somehow forget how that sounded. Asher's mouth hangs open before he bites his lip, trying to focus his attention on their current witness.]
Have you seen anything like... Small, squarish, metallic, about yay big?
[He gestures vaguely with his hands, forming something like a square.]
In the sand or something?