[All right, all good will, gone. No way is he gonna trust some dickhead who locks Chrissy in a barn, that's fucked up. If there weren't seven dudes all standing around he'd show Cruz exactly how he feels about that.
Instead, he gets a dark look before he folds his knife and tucks it away, then kneels down to help Chrissy up and wipe a smudge of dirt off her face.]
Hey babe, you okay? What happened? I couldn't tell where you got to when I saw those guys lookin' around, I just heard shots.
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[All right, all good will, gone. No way is he gonna trust some dickhead who locks Chrissy in a barn, that's fucked up. If there weren't seven dudes all standing around he'd show Cruz exactly how he feels about that.
Instead, he gets a dark look before he folds his knife and tucks it away, then kneels down to help Chrissy up and wipe a smudge of dirt off her face.]
Hey babe, you okay? What happened? I couldn't tell where you got to when I saw those guys lookin' around, I just heard shots.